No BS Day

Is there a no bullshit day out there? There’s a day for impressive tributes, to never forget how we failed, to celebrate silly things and so on. I myself would love a free bullshit day. I need it. As a sensitive person, as a “I’m ok with no being perfect, but not with you pretending to be one” person. A day where people like me can thrive and take pleasure walking around and meeting people. Until then, don’t call me, I’ll call you later. Just wait.

A second in the sky

Nothing hurts like the cuts you keep letting your loved ones inflict on you. It’s the betrayal of your affection, of your caring. It’s the burning humiliation. There are links you can’t break. There are crosses you bear willingly. Silently hiding in yourself, needing relief. Calling for everything to stop just for a second. Just to forget yourself, the place you live in, your life, every choice you made. Every person who broke you. Piece by piece. The moment you feel yourself floating with your favorite music, reaching for the sky. Just a second to leave all the ugliness behind. Give me just that second to forget.

Sensitive till “it’s your fault”

You quit your crew ’cause they’re mean to others. They’ll be resentful for your true motivation. Obviously, you won’t tell lies, ’cause you’re strange that way. So, you’re reasons are good, but so annoying that you’ll be the awkward moody person. Welcome to this world, you sensitive creature.

Those scissors are screaming

Risultati immagini per fantasy scream

You have every right to be sad. Your sadness doesn’t diminish your achievements. You can be grateful for your life, your family and friends, your full belly and your comforting bed. Still, nobody has the right to despise your feelings. Nobody has the right to call you ungrateful, if you struggle and they don’t understand. Chances are they’re the source of your distress. If you’re an introvert, self-conscious person, you could be easily bothered by insensitivity. Usually you’ll find it in you’re home and family. As I keep reminding “If I cut you off, chances are you gave me the scissors”, we don’t have to keep others bad behaviour going, for fear. We should risk some losses. We should have the respect we deserve. Kind and patient people often are treated as crazy as soon as they raise their head and voices. But let the show begin!

I will kettlebell it !

As an introvert and selfconscius person, I don’t like gyms. I want to workout without the need to exchange pleasantries. So, I workout at home. Every day. It’s true, it works for me. I’ve never felt better in my whole life. I cut my food and chose only the healthy one, but things I enjoyed and worked out every day. First 15 min. on the spinning bike, then 20…, ’till I managed an hour. That’s good for me, because i have some old issues with my knees. When I achieved my healthy weight, I kept focusing on working out and finding happiness in it. When you zone out, or maybe tune out the world and the problems with it, that’s my choice. I learnt not to jump, big no! for my knees, but bodyweight workout, planks… Oh, yes ! Music and peace. My ultimate crush are kettlebells. They are great! They just follow me around the house. Every mundane thing I have to do, I can pick my kettlebell and swing, snatch, give it a go. Rest. I feel powerful and my body, imperfect as it is, never felt better. Because the strength I physically have now, remind me that I am strong inside as well. I just have to swing it. Kettlebells are perfect for the introvert, they don’t take much space and they silently follow you arund. You’ll have all, ALL your body in shape, with fun movements and is nobody business. You can workout when nobody’s watching. Every moment is the right moment. I’m a fighter and a loser, but I’ll kettlebell it ’till the end.

About lemons and biographies

You don’t get me, I don’t care. Times are changing, they always are. It’s the life secret. Time is in your mind. What’s true is what you believe to be. I believe in a greater realness. One that defies human selfish needs. Everything breathes and moves in its own pace. The rock changes, thanks to the wind, water and what goes around it. So, I believe in the key that makes things different. I love biographies, I need to understand the reactions to life events. Why that person thrived, while others surrendered. That’s the uniqueness in us. The way we cope with these lemons that life keep throwing at us. I’d like to throw them back. See what happens. See if Someone get upset or amused.

Morning call

Wake up before the sun rise, before your early set alarm clock bells.
Brush your feet so softly against the floor. Breath not to awake. Close the kitchen door. Grab your moka pot and fill it with coffee and mmmm it smells so good…
Sit to enjoy better. Jam, bread, coffee, spoons of nut cream. Pleasure in silence. The TV is breaking the world news and it’s heartbreaking. Always. Greedy bastards will be greeder and we’ll let them be. People are dying calling for help. While we crush under our own little hells.