it has been so long since i actually wrote something meaningful...
i've gotten so used to the flurry of activity inside...
how it is so hard to grapple and address yourself...
those overflowing thoughts...
sometimes it can be such a challenge penning down each and everyone of them...
and what about those countless thoughts that were victims of being lost in translation?
there is this overwhelming sense of urgency...
it's always the same old routine...
the innate fascination with nature...
of nocturnal preferences...
always asking... questioning why!
it is easy to smile... never thought i'd say it... but it can be so much harder grappling with the plain truth...
there it is...
like it but can't seem to leave it because it will always hound you...
the way to tranquility has to be via truth...
is that the only path though?
restlessness has taken over me...
the vibrancy...
those inherent dreams...
the motivation to be...
to stand up...
deliver too if i can...
to a professional world...
where there are no slips...
where there are no explanations or prior warnings...
no parents to govern you...
i always wanted it like this... but do i?
i miss being accountable to my parents...
miss those rants and sessions with dad...
miss being treated like a stupid kiddo...
it's hard embracing all those changes...
a part of me still clings to the belief that one day my mom will pack my lunch and drop me off to school...
did it have to pass me by so quickly...
this is to my parents...
for always believing in me...
and equipping me with the necessary tools to survive the carnage out there...
i love you mom, dad!!!