Do you feel that something big is coming your way? I do. I always feel I’m meant to do bigger things but it’s not my time yet. I’m hoping for those miracles that is going to change my life.
Work colleague’s parent is dying of covid. It touched a nerve. Covid is coming so near to our lives, it scrawls all over our future. I have not seen my parents in almost two years. I have not travelled out of country for a year. Started my work virtually, seven months ago. Met my work colleagues only once.
These are strange times. It’s hard to stay bubbly and positive. It sure drains us.
I was always a dreamer but I was not always prepared. I just flew to an unknown land without a back up plan. I thought everything will be alright. I was wrong. It took five years to figure out things, rewrite life and drag it to a new direction.
If you ask me whether I am still a dreamer, I would say, I have plans, realistic ones and I am making sure I am on the right path. You have to fall to know that you have the strength to go on, when you fail you would know how it would feel to be successful.
Dreams can be reality, but lot of work needs to be done. Life will test you in numerous ways and you will stand up, even though you were destroyed once.
It’s been a tumultuous year. After months of job searching after graduation,I lost my part job, bill paying job due to covid. Then three months of staying home, taking long walks and into photography.
Interviewed online, not once but four times, yes for the same job. Out of 5000 plus candidates, got the job.
Working from home was a weird experience. Not associating your colleagues but chatting with them, sounds crazy.
Cancelling plans to go home, covid craziness, the whole world seems standing still. I fear for the lives I love. This is an excruciating pain.
Being lucky to have the vaccine just because I live in Canada, not yet but in future I suppose, and not knowing when my parents and family would have it, makes me feel with immense guilt.