Lake Bunyonyi, Kabale, Uganda. And when the sun comes out, and slices through the cold and gloom. the view is just as beautiful albeit with bird song and all the sounds of nature. Rain on Lake Bunyonyi, Kabale, Uganda.

The possibility of reprisals is high but silence is not an option. A Classic case of failed despotism. When I was nominated for an Award. I HAVE NOT WRITTEN IN A WHILE A lot has been going on in my life.

Despite all these, I still love this country. Despite all these, I still love this country. 100 Ways to be successful. Set daily goals for yourself. Take risks and chase success. Surround yourself with successful people. Be focused on your goals and make your life goal oriented. Imagine and visualize yourself being successful. Make a plan or blueprint for success. Be spontaneous and listen to your gut. Work with the flow of things.

I am your random blogger who enjoys writing randomly and sharing it with the world. It may or may not make sense, it really all bores down to how I see it. This was me this morning. Do you also do this? July 28, 2015. Sometimes, sadness creeps up on you at your happiest moments, suddenly wiping that excitement bubbling inside.

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Another One for the Dark Days. Perfection is my enemy, I am socially incorrect, and the status quo rejects me, the flow left before I could go with it. In comes, a silver lining,.

The world is too small for M. E not to leave a mark. Follow Subtle Royalty on WordPress. We Should All Be Humanists. The last time I started like this I had decided I could not go on being an angry feminist.

A collection of my musings, mutterings and mumbles. Thursday, 12 January 2017. It has been 2 years, 9 months and 16 days since my Dad passed away. Or one thousand and sixteen days. Some days are still pretty bad, but some are better than others. And today started off as one of the better ones. Since this is a good thing, I decided to be grateful about it, and write about it. The studio was empty when I got to .

I live in a space inside my head crammed with random thoughts about love, life and pleasing my mother! My life is a disaster of making a career out of a job, meeting the one, crazy friendships and constantly rearranging priorities. The Morning After The Night Before. Pain, Hurt and Healing.