eh

I’m a strong believer that we, as people, won’t really get it. From the time we can conceive our own thoughts to the last puffs of the air we breathe. No matter how established we consider ourselves, there’s always hints of ignorances within us. Life is given to us without much of a blueprint to see what works and doesn’t. We can try, but for only so long. Ya know?

sunrise

the moon clocked out over the horizon so the sun could kiss you when you rose from deep slumber. neighborhood birds watch from a distance in admiration of the beauty that stands before them.

distance

I’d bargain that there’s such thing as emotional travels. When you’ve gone far out, there’s no way in finding your way back to place you once were. Metaphorically-speaking of course.

trial and error

growth doesn’t come without sacrifice. one mustn’t waver from loss, but instead seek towards a better tomorrow (and so on)

Pre-World

I wish we could get back a normal world. If “normal” ever was such a thing. Who would’ve thought I would miss seeing whole faces. The kinds you’d catch a glimpse of every so often. Beautiful strangers. Interesting faces, different from our own in every way. Eye-contact these days don’t feel as intimate as they once used to be.

white ferrari – frank ocean

What a song to listen to while the days go by. Nostalgia fastened on your psyche to remind you of the good times. You’ll come to know today will be a moment in which you’ll return to.