The night I dreamed I was dead
The night I dreamed I was dead
One night I dreamt about dying with some of my friends in a crazy car accident. We were on a spontaneous roadtrip, talking about our personal problems, reminiscing good times, and all that stuff when in a matter of seconds, the car crashed and I realized…
The point is that there is no point.
There is no ‘waiting’ in love. Only longing.
In life, you wait.
No baby was ever able to feed itself much less change its own diaper. Infants wait for someone else to take care of them, wipe their asses, and give them food. Grow 8 years older and you’re…
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On grace.
On grace.
I’ve been meaning to share a certain lesson I learned from a manager I met not so long ago. It’s nothing life changing but I found it very practical and reasonable that, for the past few days upon learning it, I decided to adopt it.
It was a hot April…
Sucking it up.
Sweeping declaration!
Sweeping declaration!
If you haven’t noticed, my blog’s greatest talent is to collect dust. Yep, top of the line dust collector. Maybe I should rename it to ‘Vacuum’… yeah, that sounds more badass than ‘stainedblankpage’.I mean, stained blank page… really. Did I really…
Post-grad blues.
Post-grad blues.
To imagine what it’s like outside the walls of the university with a diploma on one hand and a bag full of memories on the other is one thing. But to actually (and finally) graduate and realize that the walls aren’t there anymore is another. The diploma…
