After a terrible experience, some things inside you change while some others remain. A gratitude list will show you how the new you see the world again.
March 11, 2022 – Listening to Sture Zetterberg’s Come on Heartbreaker.
I don’t remember the first time I’ve heard the term ‘gratitude list’ or how that habit was included in my daily tracker at first. All I know is that at difficult times, this act of taking a little list of all things I’m grateful for in life has saved me many times.
I count the stars when the sky is empty, since I know somewhere beyond that obscurity is where you reside.
I miss you only when I’m lonely, so surely this is not love. Your warmth is no longer something I can easily remember. The memory of your voice fades but your face doesn’t. Am I shallow to be enchanted by a good lock, still encapsulated by a touch of childhood’s purity? Or am I shallow for desiring someone’s presence when my heart don’t particularly beat for them consistently?
You were a kid running away from home, but you were also eighteen. The world thought you did not deserve even a tiny bit of pity.
You left the house when you were eighteen. Contrary to what you’d previously believed, the sky was so bright it hurt your eyes. It was as if the world was celebrating while your heart broke into pieces you had no time to collect.