People watching. I must say that it is one of my favourite ways to spend time. And I don't mean that in a creepy stalker way, I just like to watch people, wonder where they are going, why. I observe what people have in their shopping trollies in the supermarket, whether they are buying enough food to feed a small army or just enough to cook a dinner for one. I watch people who dress eccentrically or have outrageous coloured hair and I admire their bravery. To stand out so much in todays society- good on them. I wonder about the people who look sad, sometimes I want to go and give them a hug and tell them that it will get better. I wonder whether other people like to people-watch too, whether there are a whole group of these people-watchers. The ones who like to watch the world go by, observe others, complete strangers. Though not in a creepy stalker way.

Sometimes I see the world in black and white. Sometimes it's a good thing. Sometimes it's not. I wish I wasn't one of those people that has to over-analyze every little thing. Oh how simple life would be if we could just let things go, make decisions easily and not be afraid of consequences.

In order to change the world, you have to get your head together first.

-Jimi Hendrix







I'm trying.

Rainy days. I love them, that is when I'm inside. Actually no, when I'm outside too. One of my favourite memories is one day when it was pouring rain, me my best friend held hands and while everybody else walked under cover, we just ran through it laughing. It was so invigorating.. Everybody else thought we were absolutely crazy, but it was fun. I also love rainy nights. Laying in bed, listening to the rain pounding on the roof. It's the best. Sometimes I don't want Winter to end..

Happiness. It should be simple, smile a lot, laugh, surround yourself with the things and the people that you love. Sounds simple in theory, sure. But in reality it is so much more difficult. Sometimes happiness can dance into our lives and set up camp, taking our hand and walking with us like an old and trusted friend. Sometimes it briefly rushes by us so quickly we wonder if it was really there in the first place. And sometimes it is nowhere to be found and we spend our days looking under beds and in dark and dusty corners to see if we can find at least a trace of it. We spend so much time trying to find things that are going to make us happy. But in the end, happiness is not caused by material things. It's caused by the small, simple joys in life; watching a sun rise, hearing the giggles of a baby, feeling the warmth of another hand in our own. We just have to remember that, and next time happiness tries to rush past us without stopping, grab it, hold on to it and say 'No. This time your here to stay'

Some days are good, some days are bad. We just need to grit our teeth and bear it. That's all. Easier said than done, sure. But this morning as I sat in Literature, looking out of the second story window at the faint outline of the city in one direction, the mountains in another, I felt extremely lucky. Sometimes all you need are little things to make you realise just how much you have.

RELOCATED!

Yes, I am here.
The blog has been relocated from:
www.overtherainbow8.blog.com

so now for the new adventures to begin..