The Man Who Forgot His Reflection
Self-awareness fades when compassion does.
He looked into a mirror and saw everyone he’d ever ignored — but not himself.
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PERCEIVE
I remember as a child growing up, I always look forward to night times where I could go to bed, close my eyes and imagine things. Every night was a continuation from where I left before dozing off the previous night. I imagined all kinds of things that I even created a vision board without realizing it. I imagined myself as someone from a particular family, having a certain skin tone and hair color and going to places with my parents. I remember cutting out pictures from magazines and sticking them onto one of my exercise books dedicated for that purpose. It was enjoyable doing it and I loved it! I don't know when I stopped and why I did. But that was my world of being a child, free from worries and stress, free in my mind, free to create an imaginary world where I found my excitement in. Now if you ask me to tap into this child in me and redo those things, the experience would be different. I would look forward to night times so I can get good night rest.
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Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
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