Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

My Third Day.....And More To Come

By God's grace (who else is more gracious than our Abba Father above), I have started my new career, hopefully the most rewarding and long-lasting one ever. It may not be the ideal job but since I am in it, I might as well make the best out of it. Today marks my 3rd day...it had been so far so good, keeping all my appendages crossed =)

To be honest, I had my reservations about joining this company as I heard very unpromising and unflattering comments but I prayed about it and went on to take up the job. Though it is still too early to conclude anything, but I believe that things can only get better (since I had already been at my lowest). Besides with my fervent prayings and faith, my GOD will...nope should be already had everything planned out for me. I just had to be patient and listen to what HE wants to me do.

I don't know if age is catching up on me or simply the fact that I had been lazing for too long...I never felt so exhausted in my life. Not only physically but also mentally. Well, I guess my motor not fully warmed up yet, the engine not running at full speed and not performing at it optimum. Out of a sudden, I felt a tinge of nostalgia. Was reminiscing the good old times back in school days. Oh no, I am really getting old because only old people would stop and look back into the past, revisiting the places, reliving the memories. I better catch some sleep to replenish my energy, and in hope that I could "captured" some of my youth back. (in my dreams of course!!)

Good nite!! *yawn*

The POWER of retail therapy

An uplifting meal, no matter how delectable, can never harvest as much happiness as retail therapy. Flourishing cheeks, scintillating dancing tears, ahhhh....the felicitation sense of an achievement has never been so highly gratified. A source of sustenance, my means of subsistence.

I missed retail therapy but due to unforseen circumstances, this regular activity of mine has been put on hold till further notice. Awwww....