Cars, buses and trucks speed by on the street below as if to remind me that life is quite determined to move on while I'm up here in my room, waiting for it to consider slowing down for me.
Moving to Makati is exciting. The condo life is new to me. It's fun. It's free. I can come home any time. I get to take walks to the park or any part of Makati (if I could handle all that walking, that is). My dad lets me do what I want. I usually have the place to myself, especially when my dad and my brother are at work.
I love it here. But I miss home. I miss my mom. I miss hearing birds instead of cars. I miss the comfort food from HOME. The condo life is new and nice... but it's not HOME.
At least I promised my mom I'd come home every weekend. I hope I can.
I have to get my life back on track. I'm lagging behind life at the moment. There's so much work to do and too many distractions. The past months have been a bit crazy, I'd have to say. Things at home, in school, in my head.... I wasn't able to handle June in the best way. It was just the kind of month that knocks you off your orbit, leaving you floating in space.
There, that's it- I've gone off my orbit. I feel like things are changing a bit too fast for me. But what if I'm just too slow on the pick up? My life after June has been pretty quiet and calm. But there's a strange conflict in all this tranquility. It's too steady. As if after all the hurricanes that passed through my head, I'm left with the aftermath. The cleaning up.
I feel like I'm on life support- on respirator just to stay alive. Each breath is not a choice.
Blinded. Sidetracked. Lost. Super-glued to the ground... once again, life's about as exciting as a placid lake.
I've lost my drive. I've even stopped writing. This is my first update in a long time. I'm still lacking in purpose. I've been sitting and waiting for who-knows-what. My life is slowly gathering cobwebs as I type.
Time to stir things up and get back into orbit.
:)
Moving to Makati is exciting. The condo life is new to me. It's fun. It's free. I can come home any time. I get to take walks to the park or any part of Makati (if I could handle all that walking, that is). My dad lets me do what I want. I usually have the place to myself, especially when my dad and my brother are at work.
I love it here. But I miss home. I miss my mom. I miss hearing birds instead of cars. I miss the comfort food from HOME. The condo life is new and nice... but it's not HOME.
At least I promised my mom I'd come home every weekend. I hope I can.
I have to get my life back on track. I'm lagging behind life at the moment. There's so much work to do and too many distractions. The past months have been a bit crazy, I'd have to say. Things at home, in school, in my head.... I wasn't able to handle June in the best way. It was just the kind of month that knocks you off your orbit, leaving you floating in space.
There, that's it- I've gone off my orbit. I feel like things are changing a bit too fast for me. But what if I'm just too slow on the pick up? My life after June has been pretty quiet and calm. But there's a strange conflict in all this tranquility. It's too steady. As if after all the hurricanes that passed through my head, I'm left with the aftermath. The cleaning up.
I feel like I'm on life support- on respirator just to stay alive. Each breath is not a choice.
Blinded. Sidetracked. Lost. Super-glued to the ground... once again, life's about as exciting as a placid lake.
I've lost my drive. I've even stopped writing. This is my first update in a long time. I'm still lacking in purpose. I've been sitting and waiting for who-knows-what. My life is slowly gathering cobwebs as I type.
Time to stir things up and get back into orbit.
:)
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