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Sunday, August 22, 2004

Perplexing Deduction

He takes into account what the week has been for him and ponders, that all this won’t last, changes will eventually occur and he has to prepare himself.
The steps he is taking at the moment maybe little, however, steps have been made. He might be afraid of what the motions have been set yet, he moves on.
Regarding a certain someone, it surprises him to find himself thinking of her. He sees her rarely and they occasionally talk. Yet, undoubtedly, he is attracted to her and for once, in a long time, doesn’t seem to know what to do or how to pursue her. She has been a great deal of help, the feelings that he has nurtured for her has led him to write several articles about her and a few lyrics to songs composed by a friend. She might very well be the best thing that happened and yet, didn’t happen to him.
As the night wanders on, whenever he feels confused or seems to be lost, he finds himself re-reading through several of his favorite books. As of present, the two books written by Nicholas Sparks has found its way next to his pillow in bed.
The books are “the Notebook” and “the Wedding”. There’s something about the author that he seems to find a connection with. The characters in both books reflect some of his characteristics and mentality. There’s also something about love lost and gained themes that appeals to him.
Love is such a big word that holds a lot of depth and I find myself veering off to this word and topic although, hints and tinges of it have been expressed countless of times in my writing.
I’ve come a long way from expressing myself. It’s hard to believe that I used to write and send it to the Internet anonymously and five years later, here I am posting these with my name attached to them.
Last year, I fulfilled a New Year resolution. This year, I made two. The first is writing these article/journal entries and the second meeting a certain celebrity.
Fulfilling these resolutions is my way of training myself to reaching my goals: being successful in life financially, mentally/physically and spiritually.
Life doesn’t conform to the way we plan it. No one knows what the future holds and yet, I believe with sheer will, determination and the ability to adapt and compromise, one will be able to succeed with all his aspirations in this life.

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