Woman's Thoughts

I wanna own my cute little apartment one day. I would sit beside the window  with my cup of matcha tea and watch people go about their daily lives . I don't imagine it to be all fancy and bougee, but really warm and beautiful. I wanna bake cakes at 2am and take long showers at 3am. I would just lay down in my tub and get lost in my thoughts. I would sit by the big window of my home , look outside and see snow falling down and how the sun enters my room when it's summer and how the leaves change color when it is fall. I'm gonna have a lot of scented candles and they're gonna always make my place smell sweet . Id host parties , girls night and Ill make my home into a place where people close to me can come , relax and make it their safe space. I would have a kitchen where most of my crockery would be cobalt blue because something about that color makes me feel calm. Ill own an expensive coffee making machine and would make delicious coffee every morning. I'll buy fr...

  Growing up as a daughter, I had a complex relationship with my mother. I used to never understand why she was being so strict and we would have fights over the silliest of the reasons. I used to hate her as a teenager. It was hard being the kind of daughter my mother wanted me to be because we had completely different values and outlook on life. She would constantly correct me and nag me about the way I did things. I would always think how when I grow up and have a daughter, I would never raise her the way my mom raised me and would be a better mother than her. I always held resentment against her in my heart and whenever she gave me an advice, I used to think to myself ‘what does she know about what’s happening’ and would simply ignore it. I simply loathed my days as a teenager and was depressed most of the time. All I ever wanted was to grow up be an adult and do things the way I wanted to. It’s a cycle after all, mothers trying to protect their daughter and daughters just ...

When I was in 12th grade,I used to travel by bus (public transport) . So there was this boy , from my same school who was probably 6 years younger than me, who took the same bus as mine . He would get into the bus about seven - eight stops after mine . I always admired him . He was a really lean and short boy . He used to travel with his sister who was also young, probably 2-3 years older than him . I used to watch both of them , the way they held each other's hands while getting onto the bus , paying for the tickets . It was fun to watch them . The boy had one of his ears pierced. Since we are from the same school, sometimes he used to come and ask me for coins or change while I was waiting for the bus and I used to tell him no worries I can pay for them too .As I said before he had a special place in my heart , I don't know why. He was like a little brother who I always wanted .  Then I graduated school and went to uni . I completely forgot about this boy. One day my mom cam...