Somewhere in Africa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O8O4jk4gHjg

Summer Dew Shortly

"I hate failing. It's my second least favourite thing to do. My first least favourite is succeeding when I'm not exactly sure what the success was about."

 

"I was feeling sentimental today, so I put all our conversations in a small box in my head. One day, I want to open up our time capsule, watch the memories fly out, and remember why I first felt the way I did."

One Person On Earth

Sometimes I just want to find that one person on earth, give them a big hug, and say "good, I finally found the one who understands me, the one who will hold my hand through the good days and let me cry on the rainy ones. I finally found that equal who looks at me with understanding, the one I can throw in the sprinkler and they will only laugh and push me in, too.

"You are right here next to me, and in the moment, not letting a day of this glorious life wither by, because we are together, here, now. I can't believe I used to live and breathe and feel bliss when I didn't know you, that was never really living."

Then, like in all happy endings, he will smile and ask me one question.
And then, like all in happy beginnings, I will say, "I do."

The Blog to Bliss

“Go where you are celebrated – not tolerated. If they can’t see the real value of you, it’s time for a new start.” – Unknown

I'd like to start this project with a quote, a salutation, and a confession. The quote is what you've just read: a quote that I realized has been hiding in m,y heart all along. You know when you think of something but could never really put a name to it? Or that one familiar face who you could never put the name to? It's like that.

For the salutation: Hello. I'm not really Coral, but you may as well get to know me by that name. Most people who read my name pronounce it this way, so.. I'm Coral. It's a pleasure to write for you. I'm probably too young and inexperienced to be a successful author, but I can try. I don't know enough about photography to be a professional photographer, but I got a camera. I don't spend my spare hours painting and drawing masterpieces from my mind, but I can be an artist.

Confession: I'm scared. Like actually scared of this blog. It took me months to get to setting up this page, and a week to actually create my first post. Not because I'm a perfectionist (which I'm ashamed to say I am), but I was so scared of failure. What can one fail at with a blog? I don't want to quit because no one reads it. Then my mom told me that blog writing can be therapeutic, and its mostly for yourself. That's when I got my name.

I think about stuff, all kinds of stuff. Name something, I've probably daydreamed about it. I wanted to be wise before I really understood what the word meant in society. Old, revered, having many stories to tell, having been through a lot.

But who's to say I can't be a wise fifteen (going on sixteen) year-old? I can get there before my hair turns silver. So, I  contemplate things, I'm Coral to you, and I want to find the answer to bliss.

Bliss is interesting, because many people don't really think about it. Everyone wants to find the key to life, love, happiness, success, money, you name it. But none of them are bliss.
"Supreme happiness; utter joy or contentment; the joy of heaven, paradise; euphoria."

Is that what I want? Supreme happiness and euphoria?
It's more than that; its contentment, and the joy of heaven or paradise.

You could say this is my story, my road to bliss, but I can try to be more creative than that.