a new awakening

i always think better at night. 

maybe its the night air that mystically rouse the senses or just the serenity that follows when everything have quieten down a notch. in which crept the unruffled thoughts. 

i laughed at myself sometimes. how silly some of my thoughts can be. arent we all entitled to some degree of silliness when we're alone? 

im tired. its not something im eager to shout about. a kind of jadedness really. like a jaded appetite from an overindulgence. 

quieter times have passed me by. fell short of my grasp, it did. 

nonetheless, im a lil warrior. and something in me never dies.

there's a warrior in me somewhere, said he.

i dont hate anymore. it's really draining, and frustrating and not effective. ive let up on the wrongs inflicted and trodden down memory lane many times over just because there were pretty good times. some were amazing. mostly, they were.

nostalgia night.

it's just not the same as i've hoped it would be.

and so i thought
i ought not.

letting go is just another chapter away.

this week marked my close-to-1-month into the new career

reading the horoscope today was agonizing.



it probably doesnt mean anything to most of you but secretly, between those who understand.. reading it broke my heart.

the week before, i had the longest chat with my father over dinner one night. it was so meaningful and he made me feel so loved that i shed tears over his words. i never knew how much my father love me. but now i do.

its amazing seeing how much ive lost and gain within this short span of time.