Thinking Aloud
by Sundays used to be exciting for me. It was a time when every member of our family was home….
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I remember I used to wake up with mother’s high pitched voice making blah blah about everything. Though it can be irritating at most times, just recently it occurred to me that it wasn’t too irritating at all. Why? Because it was a constant reminder I am home. After graduating college I flew to another city in search of a greener pasture as the cliché goes. Though it was fulfilling at first having a high paying job and a lifestyle somewhat spending more than what you earn, it also undressed me. I felt totally naked and unshielded from every potential damage along the way. True enough my vulnerability led me to the darkest road. A road I dare not go back. It was an eye opener. Not everything that shines is gold. Although I gained pieces of awakenings, in the process I also lost a part of myself. Something I haven’t really gotten back. That answers cases of momentary disconnection. Times when you feel just sad but really its emptiness trying to vacuum the life out of you. Some may not be consciously aware of this while others is in constant battle to defeat oblivion. Some may win, others.. drown. Though it may seem like an ordeal but that’s really how life works. It’s like a rollercoaster and I think I’m going to throw up.
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