365 hello's

It starts a conversation, a relationship and love. 365 hello's... and counting. 

Too Few Words

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The pages are turning on its own, and the story is moving forward without the storyteller. The past days have been pretty busy that I can barely get some time to sit down and share some thoughts in this space. My recent entries have only been few short breaths I was able to spare from a very squeezed day. Nonetheless, God has been good. Most moments were snippets of happiness, like they were sneak preview of the next big thing.

Hello there.

On Your Birthday

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This is how I felt yesterday. Because I missed you, and I wish I could spend the day with you. I love you, Dad. :) Happy birthday!

Truth is, this was me on your birthday because I spent the day studying for an upcoming exam.

Short Walk

Photo by Alric Mondragon

No one really knows what's at the end of the hallway, but nothing's stopping us from finding out. Ready?

Like Kings and Queens

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We are dignified like kings and queens.
We are respected like we're majesty.
We defend our throne, our seat of freedom
With strength of character as our very army.
We live like real kings and queens
with no servants but ourselves.

Being Different

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We want to be different. We want to make our own mark. And we want to be distinguished from the rest. To do that, sometimes we think too out of the box. And yes, sometimes it catches other's attention, and more often, only for few sweet seconds do we get their attention.

Avant-garde. Not too many get close to being avant-garde. So many of us still try to make our own avant-garde character. However, bell curve shows most of us still fall in the ordinary taste, the common, the popular, the mainstream. Who, then, are the real avant-garde people? They're the outliers. They probably don't even know they have that character.

Inside of the box. With more people trying to think too out of the box, wouldn't it be more different now to think inside the box? I've peeked into the box, and I see a lot of interesting ordinariness. I think, the ordinary is getting less and less explored that we become unfamiliar to it. 

And while we put so much effort in trying to be different, are we making an effort to make a difference?