It has been days, weeks, months perhaps.
Magic the Gathering cards.
Broken friendships.
Sleepless nights.
I want to come back to where I truly belong. To who I was, and who I think I want to be. I know I'm not making sense to anyone, even myself. And I'm not drunk, in case you're wondering.
A simple wish for a simple guy -- I want life to be challenging but not uptight, and sufficient. Last Friday, I waved goodbye to a friend of mine in the office. Saturday came and I met with college friends. I spent the rest of the weekend with another set of friends. I came to realize how devoted I am to work, and though many people say it will pay off in the near future, I kept on looking left and right for signs. Signs that may lead me to another direction.
I was hoping for a sign. Just one.
No, I was looking for one.
And then it hit me.
Less work, more time for people. More sleep, wake up refreshed. Go home early, work out, eat healthy. Save, but don't be too hard on myself. Watch a movie, talk often. Wear a bigger smile. Accept the fact that I can't do everything that I'm told, but I will still do my best.
Less bottles of beer, treat my family to lunch. Buy a new shirt every month. Save for a new bag. Buy less cards. And yes, try to help out in one of our biggest suffering, Yolanda.
Small steps. Small steps.
