Praying, my solace

Posted on May 1, 2009 | No Comments

I saw a girl praying. She was murmuring something and after a little while, tears started running down her face. I wanted to offer her some solace but I knew that she would just feel embarrassed.

Maybe the reason why I noticed the girl was because I saw myself in her. Praying has become a solace for me when a problem enters my life. It has become an outlet, a friend of some sort, during the tough times, when I had no one to turn to. And yes, I cry to ease the burden I carry around.

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I don't believe in first impressions. I've found gems in people who I thought were not okay the first time I met them. They are the friends I have and been with for years and years.

I love the smell of sunshine on freshly laundered clothes. I love quiet moments. I talk to myself a lot. I love mellow music. I can be alone and not be bothered by it. I seek stability more than anything else...

Someone said not to believe this: Rise early. It is the early bird that catches the worm. Don't be fooled by this absurd saw; I once knew a man who tried it. He got up at sunrise and a horse bit him.

I do.

I can't stop thinking!

Praying, my solace

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