Life Has Been Kind.

Life has been kind.

Kinda strange? I like how steady it feels now. Proven its true as one age, (Why do I sound forty there?) solace/peace of mind is far more important than any other thing this universe could ever offer. Okay with no fuss. 

Literally simple.

Anyway, I would share some of the things that has been going on in my own tiny quiet world. Plus, the activities I’m sweetly looking forward to.

I’ll be having my very first out-of-town museum exhibit this summer. Been working on my paintings, the deadline’s getting closer and I’m only half-way through my first piece. I need to do four by the way. Eep.

I got painting projects for a home/condo redesign. *Internal yay*

Day job’s been pretty swabe.

Got an invite for a creative writing/blogging talk happening this week. Here’s to another first for me! Ok, hello powerpoint.

My online mug/design business is a bit on a lie-low due to my availability. Gotta remind myself about the dreams/goals daily. Focus & time management? Ugh, here goes me acting all super again. Send help.

Been sulking in good healthy dates. I like the feels.

Thinking about going back to univ but my savings is dead crying omg bc adulting is such a drag most of the time although I’d like to instill a good mentality that I could still do it. Slowly, getting there.

I’m freaking turning 25 this month. Partly, I don’t want to think it’s considered the marrying age bc I still really feel like a teen and I have sabaw goals. Hahaha *Lies/excuses I tell myself*

Summer travel plans with friends on line-up!!

I kind of broke up with John Mayer by deleting his songs on my playlist to make way for opm band songs. Yes, I cleaned my playlist just this week. Been listening/appreciating the new and unfamiliar.

I’ll have painting training for the upcoming workshops held by S&G!!

Gallery/Cafe workshops on summer!

Currently, my life’s on the art zone.

*pats my own shoulder*

Thank you, universe.

“It won’t work.” That’s the worst thing you can ever say, “it didnt work” is cool. But “it won’t work” is not a way to go through life.

John Mayer (via stopthistrainjcm)

Brush ba o gitara?

Pwede ba pareha?

Una sa lahat. Wow, tagalog tayo ngayon? Bakit hindi, pwede naman kasi tulad ng mga bagay na gusto ko pagsabayin; walang rules sa pagsulat, wala din naman rules sa pagpinta. Kaso minsan lito ako sa umaga kung ano ba? Brush ba o gitara? Obra ba o kanta? Pwede namang sabay pero ang tanong saan ba ko sumasaya? Walang sagot kasi gusto ko dalawa.

Hindi ba pwede yun? Masyado bang ambisyosa? Tingin ko naman hindi tayo humihinga para bigyan ng preno yung sarili natin sa mga bagay na humihila. Ano ba ang kaya? Diba kaya naman dalawa? Marami kumokontra kasi sabi nila dapat manatili sa isa.

Di ako okay talaga pag limitado ang galaw, di ako sangayon sa pagpilit sakin na ibahin sarili kong pananaw. Marami ako gustong gawin, siguro ang problema lang paano ko kakayanin.

Brush ba o gitara? Kahit ano.

Pero kahit kailan hindi pwede mawala yung dalawa sa sistema.

In understanding someone else's pain.

It tears me apart whenever I think about you living every lonely day & trying to get over it. If only I could hug the sad out of your system. If it's only possible to buy something out of any drug stores to make the important ones in my life forget their baggages and bad histories. I would've bought everybody a pill to ease it. But, aside from medical conditions and all other things that causes a person deteriorate physically. There are other symptoms uncurable like heartaches due to loss and longing. Time does not guarantee healing. In betweens are constant patience of dealing with pain. It'll take a while. It annoys me though to see people telling you, "You'll get over it." "Too dramatic." "She's in a better place." "It's gonna get better." Because, it's not. I think there are no perfect comforting words to make this lighter for the ones who were left behind. I can't cry out my concerns because there are no right words. Even a hug is not enough. Suggesting you even taking in liquor is a lie. It sucks. It sucks I can't help you.

If there's one thing I really do believe in, beautiful accidents don't come by often.

How great it is to slowly unravel a person piece by piece.

From the parts we’d like to kiss, to the flaws we gotta love.

For every embrace reserved and the warmth we kept alone for so long.

To the comfortable silences and abandonment issues.

With all the unspoken insecurities and well-deserved assurances.

From our own self-inflicted anxieties and everything else in between.

To finding beauty in the boring and sulking in moments of extremes.

Thus, let us allow ourselves dive into the abyss of discovery.