20/05/2023
When I was younger, I used to love riding my motorbike and explore villages. It was during these adventures that I found solace, clearing my mind and capturing the beauty that surrounded me. I took a lot of photos and collide them with words. Unbeknownst to me, my page had amassed 600 followers, and I even received messages encouraging me to continue sharing my thoughts 😅
However, as the years went by and my life changed, I gradually let go of those cherished moments. Falling into the trap of a mundane routine, I walked the same path day after day, buried under an avalanche of never-ending to-do lists. I became consumed with meeting societal expectations and keeping up with the fast-paced world. In doing so, I lost touch with the enchantment and splendour of life. I failed to recognize that each passing moment was a masterpiece in its own right.
I don't mean to imply that the life I have now is wrong. What I'm realizing now is that I don't need to make drastic changes or uproot my current life to recapture the same excitement I felt when I was younger. The truth is, there are precious moments to be found in every aspect of my daily life. It could be as simple as listening to the sound of my own thoughts, which deserve to be heard every day, or organizing the chaos in my mind.
Two years ago, in a moment of despair, I made a regretful decision to delete all of my recorded memories on this page. At that time, I believed my life held no value, but I now know how mistaken I was. Today I stand before you, ready to reclaim my story and extend an invitation to you.
Whether you share a common ground with me, are burdened by countless thoughts that yearn to be heard, or you possess the wisdom to navigate through life effortlessly, I warmly welcome you. Regardless of whether we are acquainted or not, we are all humans, and I firmly believe in the inherent trust that binds us.
Welcome to "Sound of Mind," where we celebrate the beauty of our thoughts and the symphony they create. Let's embark on this journey together.
Cheers,
Debby
This is one of those memories.