When people look at me they always see a sheltered girl who lives a decent and a comfortable life. The more I think about it, the more I begin to understand why they view me as such. I can always put up a very convincing act of being steady and relaxed, that I am a big fan of freedom.
I just realized that my daily routine more than a month ago is like a cup of coffee that is unpleasantly bitter, lacking in nice creamy flavor milk and sugar. Imagine waking up two hours before your work schedule and battling your way through a traffic jam, walking from the point where you got of the vehicle, and reaching the office like a sweaty pig because of the scorching afternoon heat . Indeed like a cup of coffee – a cup full of passionate rants and nonsense rambles.
Happiness is a state of mind, or so they say.
As for me, happiness is the outcome of decisions we don’t regret in this life. I, too, am a liar. No matter how I tell everyone that I am not the kind to have regrets, a part of me would still linger upon the options I did not choose.
My son, Seth Lopez made my heart melt before he slept last night. And yes, it made me cry.
