A hiatus for a rigid two months. Regret a bit actually, I wanted to make this blog my kinda autobiography that I can look up to some years ahead and be grateful that this all happened.
But. How. To. Make. Me. A. Consistent. Writer. That is the problem.
My previous post is valid no more. I WAS HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE MY LIFE IN BONTANG. Cried the last night being there, feeling loved by all the people I'd met and secretly wished to have a longer time there.
Some thoughts have changed, some feelings have evolved. One be dead by now, the other's starting to grow (again, or maybe not... do not know whether this is starting to grow or just me being overly sensitive after people I've loved and lost).
Life has been good. God has been kind. I could not ask for more.
Routines are about to cause so much pain in the ass over again but this is how strong people are made of. I'm not one but I'll be. Planning to write much but who knows. This is a phase of my life when I want to push pause and fast-forward button at the same time because I myself do not even know which is better, to stop awhile and take a deep breath or to simply run away of all of the burdens to the day where I finally live a life I want without knowing how.
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