Laundry Thoughts

My brain either wanders far away or in a total silence when I do my chores. It helps me make better decisions, contemplate the life I have and want. It helps clear out negative thoughts but sometimes invite some as well (well, I guess this is the downside of it). Nonetheless, I like it when my thoughts are overflowing like a waterfall ready to be written down. It may neither look peaceful and relaxing but trust me, it is.  Specially when I see my clothes being dried by the sun outside or when I see my stuff tucked in the places where they belong. 

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New Year’s Resolution: Be gone

This note always brings me tears. In 2015 I've got everything planned. I was willing to give up my high paying job and earn lesser in a different industry doing a totally different thing. I was taking risks- little by little and it felt good. Really good that I thought I was ready to take... Continue Reading →

11-04-17

I am terrible in keeping challenges. I hardly finish anything in 30 days. New habits are always easier to forget. Early this year, I’ve started a project that was supposed to run the entire year and lo and behold, I didn’t even let the first quarter end before I gave it up. If you’re a regular visitor, you’ll notice that the extra link I’ve added in February is already gone without a trace.

092917

I opened my eyes to a soft hand on my cheek. Saw a very familiar face with charming eyes. His lips so full drawing near. I closed my eyes again and felt them touching my lips lightly, sweetly.  I smiled. Good morning. He greeted me. Good morning, I replied. My heart so light, calm and... Continue Reading →

I could have held your hand

He touched the back of my hand lightly as I sit next to him. I didn’t know and still don’t know what the gesture was for. All I could recall was the panic I felt when I felt his hand, the pumping of blood through my veins, the thumping beat of my heart and perhaps,... Continue Reading →

Fight For My Life

Blurry, my eyes are full with tears I can't seem to move a single muscle The roots in my feet is growing longer Deeper without slowing My heart says run My mind agrees But my body stays Darker as the days pass No signs of light No signs of life I am breathing But I... Continue Reading →

Owl

How I wish for time to take back to when our fingers would brush each other. I wish to stare at those adorable Asian eyes of yours.

06.30.17

I sat on the floor, my back against the side of the bed starring at my almost full calendar barely able to tell what I'm feeling at the moment. There's that stomach cramps which started earlier this morning but still manageable. I've been keeping a calendar very close lately in an attempt to do yet... Continue Reading →

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