If I had a dollar for every excuse I made or heard I’d make Bill Gates look like a pauper

Be the minority that loves every moment like its the most precious thing in the world!

Time to appreciate what we no longer have is what we want when people are gone, we’re away from home, an event is over or we’re facing our own mortality.

I used to waste a lot of time thinking about useless nonsense, feeling persecuted, resenting and loathing the very things I wish I could have back. Appreciate everything you do with love, even your mistakes and the mistakes of others, living each moment as if it’s your last because in time, it will be.

Why didn’t I sit to remove my boots?

I’m not always in an ideal situation and I need to do what I need to do to get things done!

My capacity to visualise and focus on what I want, coupled with a willingness to work hard is how I’ve achieve everything I’ve ever done ….

Both good and bad! Recognising how I once allowed the bad to happen enables me to see the toxic mental constructs that caused my demise. It’s why I can see the insanity in what people do. On the flip side, I use this knowledge to know that if I can practise my way to failure,Continue reading “My capacity to visualise and focus on what I want, coupled with a willingness to work hard is how I’ve achieve everything I’ve ever done ….”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

Dawn is an impatient in the same hospital as her son, Boris whom she can’t visit because she needs an escort to leave the ward and covid19 restrictions only allow one visitor at a time.

Yes i could take her but I’ve promised another one of her sons that I won’t tell Boris she’s there. She’s heartbroken at being so close but so far away. I’m crushed because I can’t appease her worry. It’s devastating watching people suffer which is my impetus for the posts that I create. They areContinue reading “Dawn is an impatient in the same hospital as her son, Boris whom she can’t visit because she needs an escort to leave the ward and covid19 restrictions only allow one visitor at a time.”