Of My African Mindset

Bucket List Pheww! I never really thought of writing them down. Now after today, writing them here, I can finally achieve these few things to hold myself accountable to before I die.  I read somewhere that the bucket list idea originated from the term "kick the bucket". 😀 Now the mention of death is one scary thing to say the least.  But what best way to die knowing that you kicked ass on earth! Imagine being buried/cremated having led such an average or below average life you wish you could come back and do more? 😥  I have always had weird things to accomplish, to say the least,  😊Some very silly ones, others well, reasonable ones and a bit worth it. These be the tasks I would like to achieve though:-   Here is my list: Re-climb Mt.Longonot.  Get a tattoo Tour the Pyramids of Egypt Go on a water-only diet for 3 days Learn to play a keyboard (quite well) Do a perfect push up Learn to ride a motorbike Visit any South American country (mostly Brazil) Visi

I turned wise today, sort of, in my own simple definition. You know, the kind of way you never thought you would? Yes, that way! The kind of way you decide to change a few aspects of self. Those simple things taken for granted. Example, Life The very breath of life for example. The air and life inside me that goes a long way to fulfill the desires and ambitions I have always kept at bay. I decided, well, am gonna just live for the moment. See the sun come and go down. Enjoy the little pleasures of nature. Health and Fitness My body my life! My survival! Well, after years of unsuccessful New Year's resolutions, of weight loss, healthy living,  I decided enough was enough. It wasn't about the anorexic women our minds have been made to believe define beauty. It was now a problem between me living and me spending life in hospitals for diseases I could easily control.  A new kind of regime for a healthy fit me. Will share with you the steps.All about feeling good about my

Hello readers?  It's been a while since I wrote. Keep saying I shall, then I don't,  Lots of stuff I guess that clearly, that's not been worth it. :-) Bad choices I reckon. I got to reading books again. The best decision of my life once again. A hobby I learned from my dad. Bury myself in the world of other peoples'  thoughts. Not a bad idea. Fictional and intelligent ones. These have shaped my thinking. I try to speak less, listen more. Act when need be.  But yesterday, all this changed. I began to see a different me. Why shouldn't I speak my mind? Have my own mental notes?  Act in ways that would make me a better person for me and this bubbly  creature? Well... Anyway, I diverse. Loving oneself. Something I rarely do.  Hmm, such a cliche right? Who doesn't? Well me...and a few others I know. Discovered that so many a times I have put others first. May it be family, boyfriend or friends, it's weird how I don't like hurting people and s