I turned my life around within a month.
On October 1st, I got a new job.
Two days after, I moved out of my parents’ house and
moved in to my humble space downtown.
On the last Friday of the month, I joined a government-backed
Yesterday, I secured an insurance policy.
Today, I’m coming to terms with the many unspeakable
things happening in my head.
One of which is realizing that my social circle is
getting smaller over the years.
That when people go, they really go and don’t look back.
It’s a hard pill to swallow, but thank God, my mama
raised one swallower.
The interesting thing about this month-long living alone
situation is that I have no phone. I lost it a month before deciding to move
And after two months of not having one, I’m doing fine.
Seriously, I’m happier that I don’t have one.
It actually gets weird when I’m outside, with other
people, seeing them slouching and so invested on their screens.
My point is…
I’m thankful for the peace I feel within me. (Mushy, but
That I can be okay without gadget to distract me from my
Of my every now and
And the ‘thisness
It’s like I went on a backpacking trip,
But instead of going to an unfamiliar and exciting place,
I’m still in the same city,
Barely seeing friends and family,
Just working day and night,
And nothing relatively exciting is happening.
Still, I’m excited of what’s ahead.
PS: This isn’t a poem. I’m writing in short bits because I’m barely awake, and also, as the title says, I can’t sleep