like running for the first time

It’s 6:30 pm. The lights at the PhilSports track has this faint somber glow for it has just rained a while back. There is lots of mud on the soccer field but the footballers couldn’t care less. On the track itself were runners of mixed demography. The old, the young, the serial marathoners and those who are desperately burning fat. I tighten my shoelaces and stretch my sedentary tortured back. Now as soon as I felt like it, there is no countdown. I just go and run.

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i dream of surf

People dream the most outlandish, surreal, or to simply put it, weird things. Yeah, I know that. But what the fuck, I have this recurring dream that I find really non-sensical. At first it was kinda amusing you know, but dreaming the same dream and variations of it for over two years now is in no way a pleasant experience during the only time that I seem to be a normal person, sleep. Calling the Dream doctor, something’s wrong with my freaking subconscious.

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them good souls

I am aware most of the time. I am aware that I’m selfish. I am aware that I take people for granted. I am aware than I am indifferent. I am aware that I alienate people and family. I am aware that I do all these on purpose. But no, I am not aware that I was very wrong. I was very wrong.

There is a lot that I need to explain, but see I don’t talk about it. Reaching out is not an appealing thought. But to all friends and co-workers that may read this, I say thank you and I owe you guys. You are all good people. Pure and true. I wish I could find myself again and be the old me. I swear you’d like me better. This post is for you guys.

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