Another week passses by and we are at the mid year point again. Today is a Monday too, a day many people hope will never come, so that weekend will always never end. That's why the traffic on monday mornings are always gloomy with lots of honkings and squeezing I seem to feel. And seemingly exacerbated by the recent petrol hike?
So on a monday morning, while I drive to work, I thought to myself, Happiness, Love, Luck...... what am I looking for the most? All the three I suppose!
My psychic, Marie Callas, advises, to sleep well the previous night and get up early in the morning to feel the morning moments of the earth by stepping on wet grass and doing some deep breathing.
I'm not sure if I have the luxury to do that here in this country as we are living in a compact surrounding, not helped by the warm weather all year round. Still I do as much as I can to do some morning breathing exercise.
In this way, I realise the tiny space I have in this world, as if just a speck of minuscule dust.
I don't care much about what's going on around. I just want to be happy and a good life. Don't think that's too much to ask for.