I was staring at this blank page for about 10 mins before I came up with something to write. I don't even know how to start, and for a second I was thinking why would someone like you care about my rants when in this world, there is so much more important matters for discussion? To tell you honestly, I don't know. And I don't even care. I just wanted something to purge out my emotions than the usual crying and binge eating then throwing up after. I don't have a cig in my purse since I decided to ditch the vice 5 months ago. I have relapses but I don't crave for it like a mad man running around naked.
Across from where I was sitting were kids playing football. While hearing Zsa Zsa Padilla on TV answering the question about marriage with Dolphy, I wonder what life is for those kids if I ever tried asking them that question. Coz maybe, just maybe I would find a simple reason to move on. And maybe I would realize happiness could be found simply by kicking balls. (Pun intended)
I wish I was young again. Where life is much simpler and love was defined by shower of toys and candies, where object permanence would sneak away your fears. I miss you...
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
Kahlil Gibran