I’ve been home for far too long that I need the space.
Feeling constantly suffocated by the familiarity of it all.
Oh how I long for an adventurous lifestyle.
When did the fire die out?
It don’t seem to remember.
Maybe it’s because I also have become way too comfortable.
Oh how I mourn for the rebellious spirit inside me.
She wants to let out and set free.
Roaming the world without a care in the world.
It feels like forever since I’ve written my thoughts.
Oh how happy I am that I can finally express myself.
Words seem to bare the front of my conflicted soul.
When will the turmoil end?
Hopefully some time soon so that I can smile again.
I’ve been thinking of my future a lot these days.
It must surely mean that big things are coming my way.
I just hope that it won’t be too lonely a road.
Sometimes even I get tired of being home alone.
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When I see things I’ve once thought of manifest into actual tangible results I smile.
I was sad and disappointed yesterday but I reminded myself that I am an entrepreneur and I must create my own success.
I must say it has been depressing at times but such is life.
I’m looking forward to bigger and better things so that’s encouraging.
I pray that I always remain optimistic.
I recently watched a BuzzFeed video where the participants tried to recreate Kim Kardashian West’s new style of Instagram pictures.
I was immediately taken by the pictures and thought to myself that I also would like to try aesthetic pictures for a change to give me a new view to life.
I do not expect to be perfect in any shape or form but I will try to always remember to have fun.
So join me on my new aesthetic journey and let us make life beautiful
Oh so where do I begin, I have surely held you hostage for much too long with my feelings towards you,
Kept you from being free to explore the world on your own accord but no longer,
No longer will I hold you back,
No longer will I stop you from finding your own happiness,
No longer will I manipulate you to boost my own ego,
No longer will I pull the strings from behind the curtain,
No longer will I be there for you to push my buttons,
No longer will I pull you down a peg just cause,
Letting go is sometimes harder than it looks,
But when self realisation hits, what else is there for me to do but let go,
I could say that I surely enjoyed my time with you,
Formed a bond so strange that it gave me a temporary escape from my own daily turmoil,
Thank you for the new memories but you are no longer my hostage, I set you free.
I find myself once again rethinking what it means to be a christian. I will be the first to admit that I have fallen short from who I once was.
Nonetheless, I want to change for the better. This might require me to change churches which would be viewed as odd coming from a family of Catholics.
Still I want to discover things for myself and take things up from there, I have no idea where this new journey will take me but I already know that God will be by my side every step of the way so no worries here.
I find myself at a point where I have zero motivation for continuing with the current novel I am writing but at the same time, keep in mind that I finished writing three novels one after the other within a month. Yes I know, I was on a roll. Boredom will do that to you from time to time.
Which brings me to my main point, I am in desperate need of a publisher to even skim through my novels and tell me their viability. Also it would be nice if at least one of them got published, ah the struggle of being an unknown novelist in Zambia.
PS: I have no idea where the other cover
for my third novel went, I couldn’t locate it in my phone but you get the gist of it.