Hello Hello and bonjour. How are you? How are you feeling on this fine last Monday in November? I hope you are doing well, and learning how to heal from all that you went through the past few days, months, it can be a lot, and it is okay to give yourself a moment or two to reflect.
I am doing okay, just very hormonal and cramping, but other than that, it’s fine. I just found this wholesome song called Heartbroken by Hooverphonic. Hooverphonic is a Belgian band formed back in 1995. The song speaks about someone who is getting out of a controlling relationship and who, even though is expected to be heartbroken, she is not. She remembers all the fights and bad memories, and she insists that she is doing okay, and that she is not heartbroken.
I think this is probably the first song I have listened to that does not depict heartbreak but portrays what it’s like to be strong and empowered. There is nothing wrong with feeling weak, with letting yourself sulk in the pain of loss. But it doesn’t always have to be this way.
Idk; this song got to me.
It’s world cup season, and I, as assuming most people, absolutely love world cup season. I love the ambiance, the obsessiveness of people with the matches, spending time with my family watching the games, and spending time with friends.
I remember eight years ago, two world cups ago, I was walking back home from my friend’s house and I remember I could hear the echos of the commentators and the live game on the streets. Everyone was watching the game, nonchalantly, and excited. I remember it was that moment that I fell in love with the world cup season.
It’s cold again, and I’m wearing my new favorite boots. A lot of changes are coming, changes that I am not sure I am brave enough to face. Nonetheless, I need to pass them to be able to grow and reach the place I want.
It’s scary, but I think I am in a place where I am aware that with every rainbow, there needs to be a storm.