Ascent on Descent
“I am becoming a rock. But that’s the thing about rocks - don’t let the sheer size fool you; the slightest of dust unassumingly settles and the mighty winds corrode it.” I had to end it with a note. For me it’s a uber high - writing. As the curtains close on 2015, I reminiscence what the year gone by has been like. Most posts have a backdrop – this doesn’t really have one so I’m not sure how this will turn out. Long , yes. Good – um, let’s go further to find out? Some thoughts scratched my head about what the curtain-call post would contain, several thoughts brushed past me. They were about the lessons I learnt in the past year, the people I met, the experiences I lived, the crazy things I did. The strings of my heart were being tugged to make me consider writing about some mental notes I had made while I learnt about people, events and experiences. One heart string struck the note of gratitude, the other of venting out those hidden