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At times, I feel lost after achieving some goals in life. I am eager at those early stages which I need to accomplish things for me to be able to reach my goals. After that, I am not sure what to do next. I always wanted to find my real worth in life and how I want to live my life to fullest. It is very important to find your worth to be able to move forward. Like you, Alina Mihai, my passion is also on the artistic side like drawing, singing,writing and the like. I hope I could find a new meaning in life where I can use my passion in order to put smile on other people's faces. I want to share them my thoughts through arts.That is my dream.

Hi Alina Mihai. There is no reason why you won't love a dog. Those characteristics are very noticeable because somehow they act like a human which makes their behavior understandable in our eyes. On the other hand, cats have their own way to show affection and loyalty which is not so obvious for us. Let's just say dogs are those kind of people that are showy and cats are those who are silent type. Like BeachMermaid, I am also an animal lover which makes it hard for me to choose between the two especially that I had a pet dog which I won't forget forever. If I have to choose according to my personality though, I would go for a cat because I am more of a silent type person.

I think some of us are just night people, it's programmed in our DNA, LOL! I am the exact same way, sometimes I struggle through the day looking forward to going to bed early but as day turns to night, priorities change and the next thing I know, it's midnight! I find myself washing dishes, washing a load of laundry, texting a friend and drinking one too many glasses of wine. Just the other night, I found myself measuring the living room at 1 a.m.. Why, because I decided I want new flooring. That crazy idea has since been put to bed because, oh yeah, that's kinda a major expense! Yes, the struggle is definitely real!

A cabin in the woods would be my choice, hands down! There is something calming about spending time in the woods and being so close to nature. The thought of packing up my family and driving a few hours to paradise on the weekends sounds so nice. There are so many wonderful activities to enjoy in the woods to help you disconnect from the hustle and bustle of daily life. The thought of roasting marshmallows around a warm campfire, on a crisp evening with my husband and daughter, deep in the woods, makes me want to pack our bags now!

I know not everyone is based in the United States, but for those of us who are the mid-term elections are finally over! Is anyone else glad that there will be no more ads, no more mailers, and no more phone calls begging for your vote? For those of you who live in an area with runoff elections, I am so very sorry. I don't think I could stand to watch or hear another political ad at this point. Now the next thing you know we will have 50 people throwing their hat in the ring to run for President in 2020. Is it just me, or does the election cycle never really end anymore?

Good point. Goes to show who they really care about, huh? Still playing to the point, here in Arizona because of the timing of Sen. McCain's passing, that seat is was on the news with regular frequency. So there are times when special elections and appointments really make it seem like it never ends. Personally, I don't do political news anymore. It's just too much of nothing anymore.

Alina, I have to agree that if I had to choose between a glamorous penthouse in the city and a simple cabin in the woods, I too would go with the cabin. I was very fortunate growing up in that just after World War II, my Grandparents had purchased a cabin that was old, even then. It was part of a trout fishing club that had started high in the Rocky Mountains in the mid to late 1800's when a group of people pooled together to buy a large section of forested land with several streams. They developed lakes, and had them stocked with trout and individuals built their own cabins. Of course later on times grew tough in the country during the Wars and the Great Depression. So it was that as newlyweds, my Grandparents were able to pick up this one room cabin very inexpensively. The logs for the cabin had been copped with an ax, and those ax marks were part of the character. All the hardware had been hand hammered over a forge. As their family grew my Grandfather added a very small addition - just enough room to set up cots for the children in front of the stone fireplace he build. There were two old, soft double beds for the adults, separated from the rest of the room by a curtain hung on bailing wire. My mother retreated there with her siblings and parents during polio and measles outbreaks. Eventually they added electricity to the cabin, there was a big old radio with tubes, and two lights, but there never was running water, and my Grandmother cooked on a six burner wood burning stove (with an oven), and we used an outhouse. I was very close to my Grandparents and loved going to the cabin with them while my sister and cousins preferred other summer activities. My Grandparents brought the drinking water from home in 5 gallon containers and we had to ration that water. As soon as I was strong enough, my chore was to go down to the lake to bring up water in buckets for washing and cleaning. My Grandmother only packed side dishes. She was a woman of the Great Depression so her side dishes were canned beans, canned vegetables, eggs, salt, cornmeal, and oil. I would bake cookies at home and bring them for everyone. We all worked together to catch fish for dinner, and gather the tiny mountain strawberries as a fresh treat. Together we painted oil on the logs to preserve them and my Grandfather mixed up a mud (probably with concrete) and we spread that in the openings between the logs to keep out the wind and chipmunks. There were always chores to do. The firewood needed to be replaced regularly and that meant cutting one size for the fireplace and another size for the oven. Only my Grandfather operated the chainsaw. My Grandmother and I carried and stacked the logs in long rows outdoors, and in bins in the cabin. The cabin was sold only last year. Modern times brought modern problems. The land has become very valuable and that means high taxes. A caretaker had to be hired to guard the cabins and maintain the streams and lakes. There were high legal fees as the club defended their water rights, the fish had to be treated for disease. The new cabin owners will have to find a modern alternative to the outhouse. I'll miss the old place, it was a wonderful way to grow up, but it was never was the same after my Grandparents passed.

Election season or not, it feels like politics has managed to permeate every second of my life. I remember a time when people kept their political opinions to themselves. Unfortunately, now it seems perfectly okay to rattle off your ideology to complete strangers while in the waiting room at the doctor's office and while waiting in line at the grocery store. What's worse is that most of these people just assume that you hold the same opinion as them. I don't know you. I don't need to hear your manifesto about abortion. It's just incredibly rude and a huge display of poor manners! I try to shut down the conversation as quickly and politely as possible. When in public my motto is don't smile, don't make eye contact.

Modesty to me mean proper behaviour to your fellow human and not become too showy. Of course, every coin has two sides and I believe that those who never feel proud about themself or think that they have nothing good to show off to the world are those who aren't worth much, you are what you believe. But on the other hand, showing that you are superior to others for just the sake of feeling good and dumb people down so that you can settle the insecurity inside you will make you an arrogrant person. Modesty is the middle line : know that you are worthy, but also respect people around you. I hope this can help somehow ^^

I think it's more of a question location and knowledge than laziness. Some people live in a food desert, where the only nearby option is gas station junk food. In other areas, individuals may simply not know how and where to purchase healthy foods. For example, in my location, I can buy a pack of tuna for less than one dollar; however, if someone didn't know the nutritional value of tuna or didn't know what to look for, they may miss out on that opportunity. Although some people may be lazy, I think it is a factor of location and knowledge for most.