I think it’s pretty much agreed that it goes: Open mind: good.  Judgmental: bad.

 But are we being too quick to judge judgment?

Perhaps judgment is not so much a snap decision…as an early warning and detection device.

If it is instantly clear that a person, a place, or even a profession is not for you…is it better to ignore your better judgment and a read between the lines… or should you judge a book by its cover?

When you’re young, you whole life is about the pursuit of fun.

Then you grow up and learn to be cautious.

You could break a bone or a heart.

You look before you leap, and sometimes you don’t leap at all…because there’s not always someone there to catch you.

And in life there’s no safety net.

When did it stop being fun and start being scary?

I decided it was time to leave fear behind and have some fun.

When things come to easy, we’re suspect.

Do they have to get complicated before we believe they’re for real?

We’re raised to believe that true never runs smoothly.

There always have to be obstacles in Act Two before you can live happily ever after in Act Three.

But what happens when the obstacles aren’t there?

Does something missing?

A short while later, I had a thought.

Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back.

Maybe you have to let go of who you were…to become who you will be.

Think how much easier it would all be if there was some swift surgical procedure to whisk away all the ugly memories and mistakes and leave only the fun trips and special holidays. But until that day arrives, what to do?

Rely on the same old needlepoint philosophy of “forgive and forget”?

And even if a couple can manage the forgiveness has any ever really conquered the forgetness?

Can you ever really forgive,if you can't forget?

 If I forgive the person who hurt me, they'll think what they did was okay. They don't deserve it. Why should I forgive?

When you live in the city that never sleeps… 

it come as a bit of a shock when somehow you manage to over sleep.

   Pattaya is a place you can get anything anytime.

 Mc donald at 24 hours

Deef fried bugs  everywhere. 

But somehow i can’t take fill gas at night time. 

Meanwhile, I was doing everything plus in my room. I couldn’t get out of room. My room was my restaurant, my entertainment, my little  paradise.

I had confronted my ghost.

I had accepted and released him…but now I was more haunted then ever.

Because what I felt out there was no ghost…it was real. 

Reached my limit.

Les blessures d'amour ne peuvent guérir que
par celui qui les a faites. 

In love relationships, there is a fine line between pleasure and pain.

In fact, it’s common belief that a relationship without pain…….is a relationship not worth having.

To same, pain implies growth.

But how do we know when the growing pains stop…and the “pain-pains” take over?

Are we masochists or optimists, if we continue to walk that fine line?

When it comes to relationships…how do you know when enough is enough?