Siargao Island
7 – 22 Aug 2022
Each time I fly on a plane, I take off from something that’s bothering me. I must confess.
I wish it isn’t the case, but if it is, well… I find that time, distance, and nature have their magic.
To let things die down a lil or grow a lil— whichever is truly intended to occur in any given situation.
Somehow no matter how we maneuver through existence with each of our capacities,
things get sorted eventually.
As we live in the present to that one day when we connect the dots…
when finally everything checks out…
we know anyway that wherever we are today…
is where we’re supposed to be.
And yes, I’m also living the life I used to only dream of.
I will dream some more for tomorrow…
but I allow myself to pause and
enjoy every second while it lasts.💙
DROP ME A NOTE
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