Engrossed in my thoughts every single day, I end up asking myself a question "Why was I sent to live this life? "
I passed my whole day thinking about this one question not noticing that this question itself had the answer to it, "TO LIVE"
" To live" is very subjective.
For one person it can simply mean to earn and spend, for other, it could be simply breathing and probably for some just to survive. This game of questions and answers is a loop for every human being. Afterall, this is the only flag that signals the soul for so many closed and open doors of one's life. It is easy yet so difficult to carry these patterns of worry and sadness in our minds. Putting together the colors of happiness with them makes a perfect fabric which is complex but still beautiful!
What do you call a person who talks to herself, takes her decision on her own which are mostly bad, PRO at making mistakes, an overthinker and a strong believer in living the best life with happy moments. She is a weaver!Weaves her own thoughts, reviews her own piece of magic and wears it gracefully. There is a weaver in each one of us. The level of execution varies with time and person-to-person.But, everyone is a weaver. Every design, every style, every curve and every color is unique and special. Every weaver is special. When you choose happiness over sadness, you weave! When you fall and learn, you weave. When you smile and wipe your tear, you weave. When you live, you weave!
Hello, I am the weaver of the fabric of my life!
I weave my thoughts I weave my life.
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Hope to read your next blog soon.