Reading a Person’s Draft Folder

I learned that whenever I am overwhelmed, the best way to comfort myself is to let go of whatever it is that’s bothering me. And to let it go for me, means to write about it and get it off my chest. My drafts folder is a representation of how (un)cluttered my mind is. In my drafts folder, you can see that my mind is in a habit of wandering from one topic to another, a mindless journey of cat videos to the meaning of life and pondering whether I am making sense of what I currently have.

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Blowing Bubbles

The stretch, the waiting, the uncertainty oftentimes plant seeds of doubt in our hearts. Without a clear vision of what we want to achieve, we are easily blinded by defeat. Lucky for those who already know what they want since day one, they already know what they’re trying to reach for. But for us who just paddle until we get a sight of the shore, without really knowing what direction to take, living is a little bit harder. If I’m being honest, my lack of dreams and direction in life used to discourage me until today.

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The One Where Adele Played in the Background

It was a Friday evening and we both did not know that we’re going to break up, that we’re going to see each other for the last time, at least intentionally. I would like to believe that we’re both not prepared for this to happen. For two people who have mapped out a lot of plans in their minds already, our break up was sudden. But although it was, I would like to consider it logical and smart. It was well-thought of, for the most part. And because it was neither selfish nor self-serving, among my other break up stories, ours is my favorite story to tell. Although bittersweet, I would always like to recall how it happened. For in my heart, more than the days and efforts that we have exerted for each other, that particular night brought about more meaning to whatever it was that happened between us.

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“Surprise!”, said Time

Some days you’re given so much time to process the feelings that you’ve been sweeping under the rug for so long. I’m quite sure that I’m not the only one who [sometimes] finds accomplishments as distractions, as a delaying tactic, as a compensating way to prolong the agony. But true enough, when the silence slowly creeps in and we’re alone with only ourselves to pass time with, we’d be held hostage by the thoughts that we keep on running away from.

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