2017 is going by too fast. I’ve had a lot of things coming at me (like ~lyf~ bombarding me levels) that I’m srsly not ready for. January has been my iyaq-nalang-bes stage. And the universe is asking me “Do you have a plan?” I’m floating, and floating, and floa…
And today, I’ve finally been hit.
This month of feelings (all be it kulang sa love) is clearly my realization stage. That yes, Louise, you are now out of college (and out of $$$), you’ve got to get your life together now; bawal na magpakalokaloka.
I’ve always been the girl with the pla~n. I’m a Monica. Not a Phoebe. Most of the times, I have too many plans. So it was difficult for me to accept things when none of my plans were falling into place. They’re there. But they’re everywhere.
But February has been good. Not the best, but good enough. I’m learning to take things as they are. I’m learning to love myself, and just love. Inhaling a little air of Phoebe into my life. “It’s a tiring month.” I sleep in on the weekends. “I haven’t seen my friends.” I set us up a movie date. “I miss college. Gusto ko magwalwal.” I buy myself some beer for god’s sake. “I hate this job, di ako masaya.” Gaga ka, don’t quit. Yet. You’re not even sure what is your job. Just keep holding on to your passion. So I draw on breaks, nights, whenever I could. I push away my negative thoughts and I learn to look at the small things that make me happy–writing, blogging, paint, fabrics and sequins, Kdramas, sweater weather, tacos, white mocha from Equatorial Coffee, and make time for those. Oh, and removing my bra at the end of a looong day.
I’m still learning. And so far, good signs are coming up.
So when people ask me, “What’s your plan?” I answer, “I’m just letting things roll.”
And also, I’m facing March head on.