(Put in a letter, and stick it in someone’s mailbox.)

Like. Now.

There is no time like absolutely now, to apologise. When you are wrong, (and boy you know you are), there is no time like today not tomorrow or next century (oh, maybe she’ll forget about it), to wait for the time to be able to do the apology properly.

1/ Be Proactive.
Know when you are wrong. People have a default when it comes to being OK, and when you’ve crossed the line, and not told - you may have stepped over that boundary, and you need an apology to get you back into their good graces. (And maybe you should get to know them, considering you are no longer spoken to and you used to be friends or at least civil mates.)

2/ First-Bullet-Point Affirmative.
Just do the deed now, put it on the First Bullet Point of your To-Do List. It may be old world serious, but it is necessary to be living upon the floats of the...

Moving on, do we rid ourselves the reminders of a past life? Or do we merely obstruct them from view?

There are instinctive, intuitive ways we know about things. The “i will read about you” way is not the manual of a person by definition not intuitive, or “i will interact with you” way is more based on instinctual knowledge, or what is intuition.

The streams of thought sometimes come in wavelengths of colour. Another iris-capable deficiency? Maybe. I mean, most seriously likely it’s a rod-and-cone perception decline, than it is the allowing of light in your eyes.

In memories, taupe had been a good memory for a dear woman i knew. It was in her wardrobe, in her nails, and in the very shoes she loves to wear. Sometimes when we carry ourselves to the next life, we have nuances that we have left behind in people - whether they were directly sensed with the five human senses: sight...

{So, since i guess people need some sort of social manual sometime.}

Or at least for those really, really off days? Or for those days when you can’t explain things, and can’t explain why things happen - and why they happen to you? And your grandma is off weeding, or whatever she does in that godforsaken room the whole day, and doesn’t have time to be with you to coddle you and attend to all your micro-needs, until you feel better enough to look after yourself. Sometimes, that is the side-effect of what is called nannying. Having someone else look after your kids, or your grandmother - after she’s just brought up seven or so kids, and three houses, and thirteen grandkids herself. She’s probably tired to look after yours. (Or she can call your dad, so he can bring you to work. People do that nowadays.)

Ok, let’s start with What is TOXIC?

Normally, people say you are toxic when you are...

The Grandma Talks, Part 1.

1/ Go to a swiss finishing school.
(NO, you don’t have to.)

2/ Be a serial achiever.
(The haters apparently become quieted when you have achieved a lot more than they have - or the serial haters will always respect serial achievers. But, in some cases, they focus more on their in-achievement than their real gold status, so achieving more things help more than the usual apprehensions.)

3/ Be a serious goodwill believer.
(When you have a lot to say, because oh well you are old - and somehow have managed to stay a girl, not just with your grandmother’s purse and shoes but her discrete swagger as well, you may as well put that to good use. Good use means fabricating the denim that makes the cloth to a style that makes a mark not just on the shapeliness of your bum, but the shape of things to come.)

4/ Suppress your inner consumerist.
(Okay, believe it or not...

After two cupful of joes, i am almost through with the Friday unpacking of the year before. And ready to unzip the things that were conceptually on paper, searing steady for the jumping off the grill and off to being devoured on a daily basis.

Starting with the mug, i am now ready to keep pace with the design that i had on blueprint, white boarded to death, and finally been able to write process and hefty budgets for. I feel, after overdoing the expectations, and underdelivering, it should now be flipped to the other way round: you should actually under expect only to over deliver. The hipster in me gets rumbled and roused with excitement.

But the practical hacker, and probably drunk-by-now hustler, are wrought with worry, about overspend, underdone fleet of compendiums, bad colour schemas, and wracked by seriously tight timelines looming overhead.

Luckily, my presents had...

Thirty two - twenty four - thirty three.

Would these vital statistic numbers add up to you being a girl, and maybe soon-to-be woman? It’s like someone’s very private vault code.

Sometimes we take things like data out of proportion and magnify statistics out of spiral to suit our needs. I usually lie about age - and taken into my industry application of writing aboit fashion / brands, i sometimes dwell on the small things that might matter : weight, calories, hair porosity, teeth white count, thread count for sheets, length of nails, height per density, and the things we subject our secretly keen eyes on.

Balancing our own tires, we conduct ourselves according to our own measure. Or at least we should.

Listening to societal dictates sometimes leave you badly influenced - and never leave you at peace with yourself - and you develop an inner critic that will not remotely commence to...

(And needing loads of help for all things big and small.)

Why do we make stuff/ and live as entrepreneurs? Are we mainly just attracting attention, or trying to solve things in ways that won’t cost the earth? Problems: aren’t those someone else’s (the governments, the people in big offices) concern, or overpaid jobs? Why do we need to get involved?

Aren’t we just conventionally plugged in to a world that takes care of itself? And don’t we just go to school/ work/ places of learning, and then go home. Work, Home, Eat. Bathe, Repeat cycle. Until we just one day, die?

This video is a perfect example of what an enterprise build looks like today.

How do we chart the next year? Start with the end in mind.

This is how i want things to pan out:
(as an overview what you want to do, to an objectives-setting)..

1/ Put up my girl compendium, and exit in three months.

2/ Get my travel...

(You are the Red in my paintings,
The curve in my smile,
the quiet unsounded K in knowing,
and the pimped-up Fowl in my style.)

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue-ish,
Sometimes we Colour brightly outside the lines,
And Centre the growing tyranny of lavish.

Creativity is best expressed in different ways - as we express our very beings, and identify with our best work - we instinctively handpick the ones we are most proud of, without second thought we know that was the one.

Without a moment’s notice, we behold and actually, when it stays, are kept & held dear. Without precognition, and a second thought, it will remain. This is sometimes how we perceive as value - not something that you need to produce demand for, it will be something that would be an automatic endeavour in your preconceived life, without a hinge, without needing to hollow, and submitting yourself to debate, it just...

In the quest to equality, seeking all types of solutions that apply the general proposal that, “Men and women are equal”, is the tip of that point where we thought women were altruistically liberated from the categorical indie-tribes that had partaken of the contextual process “of being themselves”, in whatever shape or form, and that they have been shaped / are continuously shaping / have begun to shape itself organically throughout the ages.

Whether the heft of their rights as individual beings actually began shaping their need to express themselves as women who are the same in spirited execution of being, and of sound mind - but differ in form and purposed function (feminine quasi-incidentals aside), or just as people - had taken a toll on the laws that governed their lands, or with heads bowed down low, actually retreated (not entirely sure if this is intentioned, or a product of...

(As written in the code of Lowercase Elles, and the house of purchase-happy mentalists in the era of the Clueless post-consumerism.)

What the loosely termed “Impulse Buy” connotes is no longer a misnomer to the typical millennial with a conscience (MWAC) - they soon see the long-term value in a good investment, and sees it as something they will need to balance out with the ravage of a more independently-sustained existence that they have, minus the very limiting dictates of a hefty allowance or constant parental needling, and exercise a subterfuge of expressive entitlement, in all their free will - & live out their ideals.

We compare through the ages - when we were little, when we lived in places as multiple dependents (having more than one parent at a time - or functioning community to serve those who wanted to work in the post-women’s lib movements), as well as being in places as...