This morning, I sought solace in a warm cup of dark coffee. Bitter, crisp and heavy roasted. A cogitating recipe that resurrects me every so often. Morningtide often comes accompanied by a myriad of emotions,

I often ponder what makes me, me. It's a tricky question that leads to a subject that might make one feel uncomfortable. The truth is that the more you open to someone, you knowingly make yourself susceptible

Lately, I've been feeling a bit odd. I am struggling to relieve myself from something that I could only describe as a mimicked hangover that severely clouds my lucidity. My mind seems to bounce without

Be cautious not to find yourself bewitched by the imbalance of power emerging from behavior that does more than to damage oneself. Many a time we externalize blame in haste without fulling understanding

Although people usually assume they are making their own choices, I believed my short-lived kleptomania episode was unconsciously triggered by a Disney movie I was continuously watching on our borrowed

4 years ago The pain was throbbing violently in my head. That day, they hung up your portrait on an imaginary wall, talking for hours to an end how the circumstances were far too unkind to you. To me,

I was born by mistake. Unplanned, but nonetheless a welcomed surprise. Whether it was a fluke of nature or the twisted joke of the Universe, I've yet to find out for I was born without complications, on

Every day we are praying to be free from worry or anxiety, to have the endurance to complete simple tasks and to be fortuitous enough to get through every moment. Too often we walk on hot coals that burn

Let's drink a beer for a good cause! I will be donating all SBD generated by my beer reviews in December to @SchoolForSDG4 - a charity school founded by @azizbd. The aim is to provide free quality education

My grandparents' house was filled with old paintings of long-departed family members, powdery white walls, and the smell of Maggy noodles. Glass doorknobs, antique books, and wood furniture that made cracking

"Once upon a time there was a boy who had a dream. He picked up his guitar and made it happen." Last week on Friday we played in Galati, a beautiful city on the Danube shore. The place was a

Dream Yogas: The Art of Living on the Edge of Dreams and Every Day Life. (Part I) Beyond all possible expectations, this series of articles delving into the subjects of dreams, consciousness and reality

Hello dear friends, last week I took the color challenge. It didn't feel like a challenge at all, it was a lot of fun and I discovered new ways of playing with colors. My inner designer didn't want to

I lost count of the number of times someone offered me a solution to this illness. While I do understand that their intentions were good, there is this lack of information regarding chronic immune diseases,

I wanted to be cool. I wanted to be disaffected. I wanted to push myself out through my own eyes so that I could observe the skin-to-skin contact outside of my own body and maybe later, all of this would

I can never really pinpoint the exact moment when a friendship perishes. For many years I was stuck in a bubble of pomposity as I couldn't admit to myself, nor to the ones around me, that I was suffering

If you haven't read my introductory articles, first and second, I'm the middle child in a family of five, meaning I know exactly how it feels to be responsible for another person at all times, getting

The old table was set in front of the window. From where I was standing, I could see the playground, basking in the morning sun. The playground where I bruised my knees so many times and where I cried

We think we see Yet we see what we think What it is, and what it is not? Light exists only in the dark, Truth exists because of lies. What would be good, If it weren't for the bad, Who is happy without

My worst fears aren’t born in the dark, they’re born and bred in my mind. I suffer from this foolish tendency to get really caught up in a vortex of thoughts, emotions, and fears that I deliberately create.