bouncin’

            Say I am a negligent blogger, so sue me. Guess I gotta stop promising myself I’d procastinate no more in anything, I better just do it. Not that writing has lost its lure, I don’t think it ever will. It is the time in my hands that slips by so fast, I’ve forgotten all the words before I even get the chance to write them.

              So much for defending myself, how come I am here now. Voila, I have time! Time is tickling away so preciously before another very special thing take place (and I will definitely write about that). As usual, in the months of being away, a lot has happened. Most of which I will try to condense into prose from this day forward. I simply can’t hold them in any longer and I don’t even know how I feel about each of these things. It’s a plethora of emotions and convictions, swarming in my almost decisions, laced by the ever present fear, hunted by unwanted doubts and encouraged by the unwavering hope.

           Time and again, I am thankful of being able to let it all out. One by one, I’d be able to (hopefully) sort things out, weed out those that cloud judgement and retain things that are true. I am grateful that finally I have time (albeit, very little) to write about the rollercoaster that is my life, of its recent rounds and analyze if I need to take a break, make it stop, get off for a while or continue the ride, bouncin’ from time to time.