We are found.

   We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice,
sometimes due to forces beyond our control.
When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself.
Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves;
the fear, the anger or the sadness preventing us returning.
Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it’s easier.
Sometimes we find our own way out.
But regardless, always, we are found.
-Cecelia Ahern

I woke up from a dream this morning that’s making me want to sulk in bed all day. It just happens again. Yes, I get mood swings. I’m usually good at fighting my way out. At least that’s how I thought I was. But there are days when rush of emotions would drown me — just like that.

You know I’m not supposed to want to write things that bring out negativity. I try to repel those thoughts as much as possible. But it’s echoing on my head – “This is my lil happy corner. Should I even publish this post?”. If you’ve known me for a while, you know I’d rather always try to bring out a positive way of dealing with things. But hey, I’m no perfect being too right? So, this is me feeling all suddenly lost and wandering …and hoping to find my out again.

I know this will pass. I know this will pass. I know.

And when it does, I hope to come out stronger.

Hope Monday still starts out right for the rest of you!!!