Journaling was Recommended

Unfolding life, one post at a time.

  • False Alarm

    I woke up in the middle of a dream to the blaring sound of the fire alarm in the apartment building. It was around 5 am, and I knew I had to act fast. I scrambled out of my bed and hurriedly made my way to the closet to find something to wear. I didn’t… Continue reading

  • Return

    I am getting back to writing again, with a goal to write daily. It’s 11:11 pm as I check the time. According to numerology, this number symbolizes awakening or enlightenment, and it seems to appear in my life quite often. Today was a typical Monday filled with problem-solving activities at work and other routine tasks.… Continue reading

  • Exhausted

    Nine days of having to report to work. I’ve done longer stretches before. During these periods of exhaustion, my days pass quickly and I seldom notice my surroundings, it’s like driving through the dense fog. Continue reading

  • Serendipity

    One goal is to read/listen to 100 books this year. I randomly selected the first title through the county’s library system app, Libby. Without making note of the author’s name I read the title “A Woman Makes a Plan: Advice for a Lifetime of Adventure, Beauty and Success” and decided it would be the book… Continue reading

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  • New Year

    The best time of the year is always the first month, like a first kiss or the first chapter of a book. The beginning fuels excitement and ushers hope for days ahead. My personal goals have been set and my plan to achieve them is now being executed. No, of course I won’t talk about… Continue reading

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  • Discouraged

    Day 3: At times discouragement creeps in, and I can’t help but question whether there’s a point to all of this. Life is a constant struggle towards finding meaning and purpose. Continue reading

  • 90’s Screamo Band

    Day 2: A unique revelation occurred this afternoon during lunchtime when I learned one of my co-worker was a lead singer for a screamo band I used to listen to in the late 90’s early 2000’s. I made a comment about his voice as we left the restaurant together and overheard him singing the lyrics… Continue reading

  • The Journal

    Day 1 : So much to say, no one to say it to… or nobody who cares to hear it.  Journaling was recommended. May this online log be an outlet to combat pitiful feelings of isolation and loneliness. Perhaps someone may be interested in reading my thoughts, chiming in, and providing valuable insight.   Grand news… Continue reading