Vinzi's Life: making it happen.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

I remember nights much like this, lying in bed, tired and thinking. Entering a state of in which thoughts flow and the need for parchment arises however, tonight unlike any other, I did not seek pen and paper instead I type my thoughts.

I recall the feel of paper on my palms as I hold my pen and write; thoughts of romantic ideals, and my goals in life, where I am now, reminding myself which path I should take and reminding myself not to lose focus.

My mind meanders on the job offers and the interviews and I think about the trials and errors I made in the past. Of writing, of courtship, of interacting socially, I remind myself how I was then and how I am now.

Professionalism, politics and leadership play into mind, faces of past colleagues entering and leaving my corporate life. Egos growing, karma and knowing one's place reanimates my thoughts.

Am I dealing with the same circumstances in terms of choosing, being accepted and accepting a job? Perhaps...

Today I had to indulge myself in something that's been a part of me since I was a boy. It will always be a part of me, and there are times wherein I need to give into this little pet peeve in order to get it out of my mind and writing this tonight proves that.

I look out of my window and see a dark sky, I think about the times where in the moon, full and bright looks upon my little room. I think of the moments wherein I reflect about the daily happenings in my life, about the people that have entered my life, about the people I miss and love.

Tonight reminds me of the old me in 2004 after I graduated college, locking myself inside a bubble and shunning the world around me where I indulged on interests and needs. Tonight reminds me of the change I have undergone for the past three years and a glimpse of who I was earlier today.

I am grateful for the amount of patience, and understanding she has given me today and all the little snippets of how much I appreciate her comes to me, words, thoughts, phrases, sentences play through my mind, excited and impatient to be written down, to be expressed, to be uttered and yet, I hold my thoughts promising as soon as the sun rises all will be said and written.

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posted by vinz @ 8:17 PM
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