Lately, I’ve been learning to accept that I wouldn’t be okay every day… and that’s okay. To be perfectly honest, I haven’t been in my best shape since late last year, when the toll of having a job meant giving up my passion projects and my time to travel. My days became repetitive: I wake up,
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I can’t believe that we’re on the last stretch of February. In just a matter of hours, we’re about to bid goodbye to another month and say hello to the next chapter of the year. Time flies by unbelievably fast, I honestly don’t know how to catch up anymore. I’m still stuck with my daily (boring)
Marcos burial. Trump win. Black Friday protests. Tons of workload and tons of backlogs. Bonding with friends and spending quality time with Mark. Life. These are some of the many things that could sum up how my unintentional hiatus went. At first, I thought I was just facing a temporary writing slump, but as days go
After more than 3 months of staying in the city and hustling my way around life, I finally got my much-needed beach break. Last Thursday, Mark and I packed our bags and flew to Bohol. For four days, we frolicked under the sun (hello sunburns!), stayed by the beach, and met amazing people.
I know I look like a Smurf on my featured photo, but I just want to share a proof that I am, in fact, alive and (kind of) well. It’s been three months since I started my job, and despite finding comfort with my daily routine, I feel like I’m still incomplete. I have long
Yep, I am still alive. I know I’ve promised to write more in my past posts, but for some reason, I just can’t seem to find the energy to draft new content for my blog. I feel like I would almost always wind back to social media when I have a free time just because
I haven’t been around for the past couple of days, pretty much because I have been trying to find myself YET AGAIN. But this time, I decided to let go of writing, as weaving words have been a struggle for me. It’s honestly one of the most depressing things that could ever happen in my