Heart…

I recently fancied this particular red heart charm. I must first say I never liked heart charms, but this particular one seemed to endear to my heart. Must be the only heart thingy I owned so far. I thought about how this little I-dun-even-know-what-its-made-of heart suddenly became so close to me so fast. I came up with a couple of theories which are sort of linked and could sound crappy or eccentric to some of you. But this is my blog anyway so here goes:

1) I wear my heart on my sleeve all the time but am trying not to lately so I figured I will use that charm(which is lonely-hooked on my bracelet) to remind self not to do that, or at least not all the time to start with.

2) My heart is healing(work in progress) and do not wish to expose it so if I must expose my heart let this charm do the job then..both literally and figuratively. Coz this heart can take more shit than mine at the moment and can’t feel as well as my real heart. Now, my heart needs a break and needs to kind of shut down for maintenance. The only heart I am willing to show as substitute is this little lovely bugger.

Don’t get me wrong…I am not aiming to turn heartless. I give the benefit of doubt to all human beings that we just can’t be heartless. That is not a possible feat and should not be if u are human. Yes I still have my ideals about life and faith in life and the good in general which will naturally suffer repeated setbacks and blows from time to time and force you to question your faith and purpose. But we must not lose faith, or we risk losing ourselves eventually.

While I allow self to let my heart heal, I must first believe that it WILL heal.

New chapter

I was recently convinced into blogging. Must admit that used to question the idea since journals/diaries do the same..only difference is blogging allows you to share your thoughts openly, which, is not a bad thing really.
This is greater liberation in a way, coz some things are shared better thru this web avenue, especially thoughts and feelings one finds hard to relate even to their closest ones. Its also like how you sometimes find it easier on some occasions to relate and pour your heart out to someone who is a near total stranger, only this time you are writing and opening to both friends and anyone who happened to stumble upon this humble site of yours.

A little turf of your own in cyberspace…a little channel to fulfill that “writer” thing in yourself…

Someone I know opposed strongly to the idea of blogging…how bollocks it sounds to want to share your private thoughts to the public. Told me not to be silly and dismiss the idea. Must admit was a little affected coz I highly value this person’s opinion. But then again this is a fiercely private and closed up person to the extent I think it’s a little excessive to the point of unhealthy mentally…a person who(when it comes to expressing feelings and emotions of most sorts) becomes intensely awkward and clumsy(admitted to me on several occasions in person). I raised my arguments in defence to deaf ears of coz(this person is also admittedly stubborn to the bone). Somewhere inside me I hope that if this someone decides to drop by one day…one day may this person be swayed. Nonetheless, know that I still love you the same for who you are!