For the pointless blogging the past few months. Now that I've come to terms with myself, I realized I've actually fucked up last year, in some areas of course... not all. In fact, maybe just one or two points.
Whatever.
Let's shake that off, okay?
Let's move on.
After all,
Hello 2016.
Yup, I'm 10 days overdue, I know.
Again, whatever.
I am feeling renewed actually, so hello good vibes. Idk for how long you'll linger, but I'll sure be using you to write something positive this time.
I am harnessing something, something small... but big. Some sort of flame for #THEBONFIRE I once mentioned. It's a speckle of dust for now but with the right amount of willpower at the right moment of time, I think I may actually be up to something. Stirring the perfect blend. Blending the right ingredients.
Last year, 2o15, was my most desperate year. So desperate indeed that it is to the point of embarrassment. I tried so hard to change and to be the exact opposite of who I was the year prior. I pulled myself out of my comfort zone. I reached out. I let go of my misery. However, what I did only made it worse. I sought out what I already have. By the end of the year, I realized my misery is actually my haven. The freedom I was seeking for existed through the form of my creativity, manifested from the very thing I tried hard to escape from. There is where I thrived. It is my home. It is my power. My strength. And I found it in the weakness of most people.
So this year, I know exactly where to look. Where to stay. And where to go. And I'm going there. One step at a time. And I am taking the first step.
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