Somwhere over the rainbow

Somewhere along the line I forgot that the only thing that matters really, is that I've done all I could and did my best.


Somewhere along the way, I forget that I'm human like everyone else-that I err; that I'm not perfect.

I forgot that it's perfectly okay to be imperfect.


Somewhere along the road I forgot that to be a friend, I have to be a friend-and that nothing beats a cup of good tea (or several for that matter).


Somewhere whilst chasing the rainbow that seems lethally breathtaking,

I forgot to smell the roses by the side of the road and soak in everything; its bittersweet smell, its thorns, its beauty.



And somewhere along now, I remembered.