Saturday, September 01, 2012

Cross-mixed thoughts on a low key Sunday afternoon

Each day I wake up, I see myself reminded of things to be thankful for and what not.  Looking at the my window pane, overlooking the cityscape I feel the high and the fear of life. I guess it's a point of reflection that's why I see myself writing this short note now.

I think that, each day we continue to do the same things and excite ourselves with different aspects to make the journey of our lives even more colorful. I am not the average citizen wanting the simple things in life. At least I am a high dreamer with extra jolt of power to attain and facilitate my wants, that's one thing I know I am. With each inspiration that I get from friends, people, love ones and family, I try to achieve my dreams, and with every ounce of challenge I thrive to gain new power and absolute reality.

I don't know what this day has in store for me. Sometimes, Sunday is such a lazy and reflective day. It's a rest day but today I feel a bit restless wanting to see some greens or colorful hues of life, just to observe and be inspired, to attain extra bullet for my plans. But as I look at my four walls and four corners, I want to make the journey come together and feed me with new heights and new thoughts to serve my purpose. The sound of the train passing by, the dark gray and blue mixed of clouds, and the cry of the leading lady in the Tagalized If Only movie, all of those makes a simple hues of my Sunday aspects making me want more, making me feel that life is simple but it's also a complicated journey that someone has to develop a positive attitude in order to become whole and almost perfect to step out and feel extra hype.

In order for me to do this, I want to make sure I am able to plan out at least the bare minimum process of my project plan and eventually serve as an inspiration to the people close to my heart and vice versa.

May each day be a joy to bring me to the fullest of my potentials and more...

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