im but a girl and only human

Seated here in front of my laptop typing away into the night. I'm sniffing away all thanks to my dreadful cold. Popped my cold tablets and clearing up some stuff before putting on my nightcap. I felt this compelling feeling to update my blog earlier in the afternoon but didn't due to unforeseen commitments and now, I'm at a loss for words. Inspiration - it's indeed one of those things that simply passes one by.

It's been a lavender day for me. A nice rush. A lavender coloured day...

I met someone today who almost brought tears to my eyes. Took the words out of my mouth in a minute and truly I was overwhelmed. Maybe I need to go for confession to move out of my safety box.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm like a mess, but an organised mess. Everything and anything around me all at once. One moment I'm communicating to my partner, another I'm juggling a phonecall with my florist etc, and in another twist of time, I'm avoiding calls from persistent individuals whom I've chosen to ignore as a result of having moved on. I do miss my childlike innocence. Life gets too complex for my liking. Perhaps, I made it all out to be?

"The most potent muse of all is our own inner child. "