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She writes ...

It has been a long while that I have invested time here, oh well with the existence of the Instagram and Facebook this space of mine seems forgotten.

Nobody likes to hear ranting and whining in lengthy paragraphs. So today I decided to maybe spend my thoughts here hoping one day Rain will find his way back to me.

Til my next rant... I miss this space of mine.

Xoxo - the imaginary astronaut 

The heart speaks

It's not a war, it's your family. It's not about winning it's love. I love my Son. If only I can say this to you and would listen like a normal person. 

The hangover

I woke up this morning looking at my phone and saw a very important unread email. So I figured I need to get up and get myself composed and read it religiously. Oh yes, I switched on my laptop on my bed with a sudden rush of headache (yelling out for caffeine and a gentle reminder to myself a I do not have a helper) and I read what my lawyer wrote, It is a Sunday, she does not have to this.I pictured her out like an angel this morning, god sent. Of course I do pay for her services but she was reaching out beyond and the email was so comforting that I felt, whatever happens, we all did try. For a moment I still believe that there are kind people reaching out to you. I have my faith in place.

So I shall get out of bed have my cup of black coffee (no sugar, although I do compromise to latte when I have to share my coffee with my friends & this reads the world do not revolves around you, try fit in plus one cup of latte won't kill you)

So the hangover feeling of this "access" moments is mind draining, especially when adults starts behaving like children. For now I can only hope & pray. The holiday is calling out for Rain & me and it will only happen if differences are set aside. 

It is a not about you & me. There are other people living in this planet called Earth and it is not any human being, he is your Son. 

Engine starts...

Things I want to confess

1. I am fighting battle over the care & control of my son.

2. I figured the one I thought was my soulmate was a huge mistake. (hey the part that reads I have loved you)

4. I am not perfect.

5. I was left on a waiting battle, I felt controlled.

6. My recovery was okay.

Thank god during my struggle god send me angels. For those who found their soulmate cherish them.Thats all for now.. Xoxo Alice

Hey I am Alice.

Oh well its been awhile that I found this dusty domain of mine. Ever since the existence of Facebook, Instagram and other social media, I am guilty for posting selfies instead of doing what I love to do. I love to whine and keep an online diary. I came to realise people only want to tell the world they are living such a happy life. Sadly I was one of them. So I decided to come back in a different perspective. I want to keep this diary back so that my son Rain will one day read through his mummy's journal.

I did not stop writing (ignore grammars and spelling errors) I just want to pen down what I honestly feel. No, I am not into politics or neither am I a celebrity. I will share not just happiness but pain too. Who cares if no one reads. Blogging has been therapeutic for me. Always have been. I have been through the hardest time of my last 4 years, however I came back stronger today. I definitely share more. 

So Let's start again "hey hi I am Alice I am still the delusional person who is the imaginary astronaut" oh gosh writing is great. (imaginary readers are you still there) 

Dear blog I am back. 

In search of something of you love. A new sofa?

I am not fickled. I am only human.

I speak Deutsch

After 2 years of disappearance, alles gut. I pick up a foreign language and It has been wonderful journey. Thank you. 

Sunshine

Somehow or rather I am finding smiles within. I have been cold. I still am, but it is getting warmer each day. 

Hello blogspot

It has been quite some time, nevertheless I miss this blog of mine. I figure I came out happier this time and start living. #eatlovepray. 

You cannot decide where to read while I cannot decide where to write.

Fickle. Yes I am.

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Dancing in the rain, Makes me sick. Bad throat, bodyaches, headaches... All the aches! 

On a random note an intrusion won't bring you answers. In high search of the answers, it will bring you more questions.

You can't expect a rainbow without a little Rain. 

True enough the smile on Rain's face lights up the world. On a brighter note happy birthday AL  xoxo 

At times, happiness is right at your doorstep but you went round in big circles in search of them. When you finally realise, don't you think it's slightly too late? 

"Alice wish upon the stars" may tomorrow be a bright sunny day.

know your rights

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I'm seriously trying to lose weight
#5km


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Something good for the heart is missing. I kept thinking.

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I'm here in Zurich, not my favorite but its a good shuttle to the moon though!


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My little sunshine

When the world loves talking behind your back you certainly would love to give them a view of your back instead.

You have to learn to live, love and forgive. It makes life worth living.



Thank you readers, I have a few sending me invitation via other social network and said how they love reading my blog. Thank you :) I know I have stopped for awhile, I hope to update you guys more in the near future?