incomplete

remembering good old times and good recent times makes me realize that there’s just too much lacking now. gotta keep looking at the time before even it becomes a lot less to complete everything.

pabugsu-bugsung pagbuhos ng ulan

one of those nights i just have to blog.

it wasn’t the best start of the week today and it wasn’t really the best end of the work week last friday. the weekend was spent “restfully”.

tonight, the wind and rain are strong. then silence. then again. then silence. then again. now it’s quite silent. there’s this feeling of fear, insecurity, yet i think there is that faint bit of hope. i thought i lost it recently.

i remember a last year how it was just difficult to stop smiling. enchanted memories. there was something then, something magical. i need that again. no, not magical. something like that. something more.

yesterday’s Gospel reading, it hit me. i wish it hit me harder. that’s what i need, that feeling, that sense, that state when i’m in deep prayer. i’ve been there. it was great, and that is an understatement.

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