It has been a while that I write , like really WRITE.
Having your own blog especially a personal blog that revolves around your routine would automatically revealed yourself, to the world.I am trying to find that balance in between my reality of being a full time product chef that requires me to maintain not only my integrity but also my company's, and my fantasy of being a writer that touches many aspect of everything under the moon.
At the moment the space I between my dreams and reality is put to the test on daily basis I am thinking of people whom I love dearly, people who left us, people who put smiles on my face...I think of our good times and to be honest , I do not know how to tell this feeling anymore that every time I am flying, I looked outside each time, all the time... wondering in between cirrus and cumulus that they somehow are in peace as much as peaceful and white as the cotton candy cloud makes me feel.
it's been years that my father left us and i lost my grandfather this year's march.I wish we have more time together, I wish we could all eat lush food and relax on weekend such as today, but I also know that the mightiest power loves you more.I succumbed to this fact,obliged to that fate present to me.
This morning I got up in my own bed at home, nothing compares to that scent of your own room.Went for coffee with my mum and end up getting a rattan shelve that my mother suggested for me to keep all my lotion and potions, my clients love giving me all this fancy pricey lotions :) thanks a lot.
I know somewhere out there you too are thinking of me too.happy Eid people, selamat raya haji.