Hari ng Sablay. Sablay na sablay.
I've been hearing this song lately and I can't help but symphatize with the guy. Sobrang sablay is a point wherein you feel, you can't "dance" with the rhythm of life, always missing that GOOD timing. I've always felt that and I wonder, 'how fucked up can this life get?!' I've always been a point shorter from my goal...maybe i miss the X factor in life. No matter how many cups of coffee I drink, how many paper i tear and shoot into the waste basket, there's no denying, I'm sablay. I used to deny it...tell myself, no, I'm good, better than him or her, just be patient...there's a reason...blah blah blah blah. I just got tired of it. Can't really get it off my mind though....
I'm exhausted being the dog who runs after the boomerang thrown by my master. He can throw it whenever he wants, or never throw it at all.
Maybe it's time I let go of that ambition. of aiming for going up the corporate ladder. of being what I knew I can do best....

1 Comments:
you do not call the shots. God does. and you know for sure that His timing is impeccable. be patient. fruits that are prematurely picked from the tree turns out sour ... or less sweet than if you allowed it to ripen in it's own time.
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