I haven't a clue as to how my story will end. But that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don't conclude the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Ponder…
Now that I am absolutely doing nothing… I have more time to ponder. Can’t sleep. So here I am, browsing thru my old e-mails. Nakakatuwa. Nakakalungkot.
Well, things happen. Things we did not expect. Things we expect but hope wouldn’t happen.
But sometimes, all we can do is wish.
There may be things we don’t understand… expectations that were not met. We may ask for reasons. We may ask for time. We may ask for space.
We are given choices, and sometimes, the right ones are the hardest to make.
How do you know when how much is too much?
Too much too soon.
Too much information.
Too much fun.
Too much love.
Too much to ask…
And when is it all just too much to bear?
