The recipe for space.

A dash of silence.
A pinch of patience.
A full cup of understanding.
A "hint" of suggestion.

Let's try something different for a change. This season, throw melancholy out the window. Try interludes of happiness. As a reminder, make them sweet but short. Don't get carried away. Reality will sink in. Spurts of overwhelming joy are allowed. Still, it will take time. Just remember to take care of onself when going through the whole process. It's not supposed to hurt. Last but not the least, try being free. Ask yourself something new each day. You'd find out more about yourself. Love thee before loving he. :0)

Question for the day: If you can be someone different than who you are right now, who would you be?


Tip your hat to a new you ;)
*Channing Tatum from Step up

Saved it for a rainy day...

What hurts the most is the thing that doesn't have to hurt at all. It's funny how we take things for granted. We shouldn't. Like water. Last Sunday, the house didn't have water. It was difficult because we wern't able to take a bath the whole day. It was hot outside and the icky feeling was all over. It was already around 11 in the evening when the water came back. *whew*

I do not wish to take things for granted especially things that need the most attention. We feel secure and confident that we will still have these important things. We neglect to take care of them. They are there but we can lose them in just a blink of an eye. Change is constant as they say. How will we know if things will still be the way they are tomorrow?

Classic. I find myself in a classic situation where I can't get pass the 'yes' and the 'no'. I opted for the gray areas where it seems safe. I have to get pass the gates. I need to realize that answers can be easy if you just take a step forward. No turning back because the past is already steps that you've taken. The footprints will stay.

I just want to be me.

Apologies never seem to end with me. I feel like wanting everything in my path to be smooth. If it's cracked, I try to mend it in some way. In truth, some cracks take time to fix. I just like being able to know I'm on a secure road. I guess that's why I expect things to be the way I want them to be.

How can I be the person that you want me to be?

Let me count the ways...
1. Change sleeping habits. The definition of early is not pass 12midnight.
2. Text upon arriving at certain destinations.
3. Do not be forgetful, which leads me to trouble because I forget to do number 2.
4. Do not leave a "I will call..." if I will be busy for the next couple of hours.
5. Listen when spoken to especially when I get distracted.
6. Do not flirt with other guys. (So girls pwede? haha, just kidding)
7. Be the person you fell in love with.

I am her. She is me.

Work.

The new word. It sounds stressful and unnerving. It is still something that all of us eventually have to do. Well, except for people who have silver spoons in their mouth. I don't envy them (that much!) Hehe. They should still work because the experience is different. The things you can learn from doing what you love to do. The people you meet, the ideas you encounter and even the mistakes you are bound to make. They all work as a system in molding you to a better person. yada-yada....Of course the work that I'm talking about should be something you'd like to do. Outputs are better that way.

The need to fly...

Here comes my Peter Pan anxieties. I can't believe that I'm talking about work. Am I really growing up? Can't let that happen. *Sigh. I'd still be me right? I'd still enjoy cartoons, chocolate drinks, cute stuff toys and Disney channel. They will never grow old with me because I will never grow old. Sheesh, I sound like an insecure woman turning 40 soon (no offense intended). My mom gets like this sometimes but look at her - she is still young as ever. She keeps up with my sister and me. Very soon she'll be keeping up with my younger brother. She will be a 'rocking' mother. Haha.

Whatever! right?...must be something in the air. Don't worry the fun is just beginning. ;)

Wanting to leave again...

The adventure of a lifetime. I love it. I love it. I love it.

A million thanks to the people who were with me. You made everything special and memorable. Enough said...It's now back the real world.

Expectations were met. Sharing each moment was my escape. Thank you for being there with me.