today being envisioned is tomorrow today being relived is yesterday All my yesterdays are foot prints on the shore of my life. All my tomorrows are the sea shells on the shore of my life... the ones yet to be picked... the colors yet to be seen... i wear today as a cloak around my wet body and i dream of the next wave..... There would be days when u already v tried everything…therapy, jogging, friends, writing, reading inspirational articles, prayers……and u would discover that nothing would work. It’s then you start tossing everything away; one by one, in the pool of your sorrows…along with many things that didn’t work. I guess it has been just one of those days for me, where nothing had the potential to work for me. And so now I am in the quest of new things that may have the potential to work. I have tried my less sucky friend’s patience to the last, while the others have tested mine and they still are doing that. It’s been one of those days when you just want to take a dive under the water and keep your head there… dwelling in the other world, the under world. As this world with all its charms doesn’t “attract” me anymore. It’s not livable, it’s not doable. There is nothing to bound me either. But I would try to work around it so I can “live my ‘act’ ” as my wise priestess says …. Last week, I conducted a workshop, which some how turned out very well! For a shy, anxiety and panic prone person and a “work-from-behind-the-desk” person, that’s an ego booster! 2 more workshops to go!