day 1732 – grippy socks

sporting the new free socks won from the nash challenge. came with two high quality grippy socks that feels really comfortable for running. this comes timely since it seems i’ve lost some socks lately and need to restock some socks. played another game on second line but no other word to describe than just plain awkward seeing the ex i don’t want to see. chilling with friends after civil war was enticing, but opting to go home was probably the better option so i can wake up for the sunday morning game

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resolution series: [seventeen] communicate

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the advancement in the technological world has brought us wonders, many of which we never thought possible a decade ago. technology is great when it comes to connectivity and communication. getting up to date has never been easier and getting news out through the ever growing number of social media platforms has never been so convenient. but sometimes it just doesn’t get the message across the right way. its because of all these devices that we get a little too caught up in our own world and forget the big picture of direct contact and interaction. i must admit i am a culprit myself, always staring down at my phone swiping away and checking my newsfeed for updates on things that could probably be put on hold. there are times when it shouldn’t become top priority because there’s someone nearby that may benefit from a little conversation. while it doesn’t mean that we must hide our phones away at dinner tables, it’s a good idea not to be staring at it every waking second. good communication is the key to success; often, the good old fashioned face to face interaction is the most trustworthy one that always gets the message across the proper way. never underestimate the power of eye contact, facial expression and body language. i love my technology for what it brings me and i wouldn’t give it up, but i will always use it with care so technology doesn’t become the downfall of my communication skill

day 119 – mom’s message

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woke up to see this note left on my keyboard. a heartfelt note informing me she made whole pot of bitter soup just for me that helps with recovery of internal bruising, simply because its what i do a lot. not that i enjoy either the bruising or the bitter soup, but there’s very little i can do about it