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Dancing in the Rain

So many of us are waiting for 'someday' to be happy.

Wait for the next level to take a vacation.
Wait for married to be complete,
Wait for end of the year to burst the flame of resolutions,
Wait for Friday to get chill and relax,

And forgetting that we may never have that 'someday'.

Why don't we start from here and now to get chill and relax? To enjoy the chips without waiting the 'after gym' schedule? To eat the cake without have something to celebrate.

Minimalist makes 'now' matter. We simply enjoy the smallest win in our every day. Like the unexpected walk we take to buy veggies across the neighbourhood, or unexpected text from someone you haven't met for so long.

We don't have to wait for married to be loved by a person. Look around and see there are people who are there for you even in your darkest of time. In your ugliest phase.


I learn to enjoy the minutes I have now. As a working-single mid twenties woman. Even if the work is getting crazier and I should shed some tears at some point because of the loaded desk. Dealing with clutters I can't discard (while minimalism encourage me to always discarding the excess).

Now that I learn how to dance in the rain. And I'm quite expert on that, so I can teach you if you want. Take my hand, and follow my lead.

You see, people who say the Sun is a source of happiness, are the people who never try to dance in the rain.

Within the storm I harvest lessons.
Within the rain I sprout my happiness.

I can only do all that things, if I know how to enjoy the minutes I had. Right now.

This is part of self loving anyway.


To whoever is going through anxiety..
I pray for your freedom, from your own mind.
I pray that you find peace, and love that you need.
If you need some help, find someone to listen to your heart,
I'll do that. And maybe I won't give any advice unless you ask. Because I just want to hear all the story from you, and feel it for you.

The world is so busy right now.
Let's have time for each other.

Like the river, time is continuosly flowing. And never going back.


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