Fighting temptations (my way)
It's been a while I wrote something in here, can't blame it on the weather, the mood or the time of the day. I just realized that through time one gets to lose themselves in the tide of time, the hype ,the vibe and the thrill of it, the divine fascination of juvenile tendencies and the gritty groove of growing up, the all about the hustle kinda frenzy where nothing else matters but just been there and here in the moment. Something we would consider as one of the rare forms of FOMO . A clash of personalities, characters in my mind manifesting before my eyes. I have neglected the only activity/practice/ritual/ that ever fully connected myself to me.
I will not say much..But following these words is a glimpse of what I am talking about.
