Northern Mindanao: to travel is to learn how to let go

Northern Mindanao: to travel is to learn how to let go

I am in the middle of life changeover as I write this blogpost because the day before my flight was my last day at Starbucks Reserve. And before I move back in to our home in Quezon City and transfer back to my original district, I found myself lonely in a lot of ways… I never thought leaving the people I always get to see everyday for 3 or almost 4 months would be this heartbreaking. Swear. Everybody knows I wasn’t the sweetest and most clingy person in the room but to tell you the truth, sepanx is getting so much real. And to pre-fame you about this, this post might be about letting go and moving forward.

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A Travel Story: Back when I was in Baler

A Travel Story: Back when I was in Baler

I’ve been really tired and hell uninspired, sitting in front of my computer as I start to write this blog about my trip to Baler that happened 6 months ago. I know it took me so much time to document the fun because 1.) I’ve been so busy with my career and at the same time¬†2.) I was so down that my mind cannot concentrate. But now I’m here, trying to remember all the words that I felt in my heart when I was still happy, in Baler.

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To the times that I feel like Holden Caulfield

To the times that I feel like Holden Caulfield

Dear friend,

I hope you are having chill days, good friends and good vibes this November. It’s true that life after you graduate is different. And as I write this letter to you I am both happy and sad because I am missing something I’m quite not sure about. It’s pretty weird, isn’t it? I can say I was having fun with what I have in my life right now, not until I got a bit tired about the routine. Well I thought, change of fate will open a certain door for me, but it seems like it’s leading me somewhere to the wrong door? Or it might be the right one?¬† Can’t tell right now because I didn’t see that coming. But it’s pulling me away from something I thought I love doing. Not in a way that I am completely losing my passion for it, though. Or I’m not sure if have I already lost it.

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