my favorite things


Raindrops and mermaids and coffee and chocolate
Folk-pop and sad songs and wise guys with cool taste
Comfortable rubber shoes perfect for gigs
These are a few of my favorite things

Mustard on burgers and french fries on sundaes
Long sleeves and leggings and denims that are frayed
Deep conversations with people who cling
These are a few of my favorite things

Bonfire when camping and movies at midnight
Silence and backpacks and sunsets and ziplines
All the bright colors that nature can bring
These are a few of my favorite things

When my heart aches
When my back hurts
When my money’s gone
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so mad

P.S. This is my version of Julie Andrew’s My Favorite Things! I started this last August just for fun and I saw the piece of paper I wrote it on and then decided to complete it with the things I like this 2017. Finally, 2018 is here (in a few minutes). Happy New Year, everyone! Keep writing! ☼

Mind Unlocked Again


Here’s what happened when I unlocked my mind for the second time:

I thought that while we could have a favorite song, choosing your favorite person is really hard. Because you think that choosing someone is the same as losing another, or everyone for that matter. But at the same time, we couldn’t just have one favorite. Coz that’s just insane.

I realized that the most important song for me at the moment is I Won’t Give Up by Jason Mraz my love. And when that song is playing, I think of my dreams, not of a man or a special someone. Yep, you heard that right.

I noticed that I could write more without my playlist on the background and with the television turned off. The silence kinds of make you feel one with the words. And thoughts are just pouring all over you have to catch them before they go.


This free writing thing is slowly getting to me. I like the idea of writing anything that comes out of your mind and just you know, keep on doing it. But I would lie if I say that I get the hang of it. Because I still stall (a lot) and I couldn’t help but edit when I notice something wrong (talk about a weird OCD, or is it?).