9:29 am.
“these are little scraps of magic & when you paste them together you get a memory
of something fine & strong, she said. sometimes it takes till you’re 40 to see it though.”
(story people)
well. we have come to the last log of this journal. it’s been a year of a journey documented in this daily log. my dreams. my aspirations. the pain. the anguish. the longing. the fun. the excitement. my convictions and my passions.
it is a story of love and hate. it is a journey without a clear destination. an endless journey to a thing i always call my home. a never-ending quest for happiness. but we will never know for now. but two things are certain at this point. this journey might find me home or might find me dead somewhere.
however, this last log is not reserved for good byes. for this journey goes on. for there will always be stories to share. there will always be songs to sing. there will always be those sweet rhymes and the right reasons. there will always be a beach with beautiful sunsets. and writing is always gonna be a part of this journey.
it’s always more than meets the eye. things are always more than just being skin deep. there’s more beyond the ink and the gauges. there’s always more than all the words and the lines i can forever write on here.
“i am not afraid to walk this world alone
…nothing you can say can stop me going home”
(my chemical romance)
anyhow, there are things that i have to be grateful about as well. that in spite of it all, despite all the rejections, the death wish and the dangerous grounds, i am still here today writing this shit.
there had been crashes and more hard falls. there had been rock bottom moments. there had been the darkest of nights. but just like a phoenix, i had always come out of my own ashes and still make it through. coz out of my own ashes, i will still burn. burn for all the things i believe in.
but i guess now is the right time to thank all those people i met in this journey. some i rolled with and some i met at the crossroads. while some were just standing along the way. some have left this world already while some left during the dark of night. and some don’t exist in my world anymore.
you guys have been a part of me and my journey. i learned a lot of things from you. and those learnings from life somehow molded me. it made me stronger. better. tougher. it made me sharper and even wiser i suppose. street wise and street smart that is. it made me what i am today.
and my appreciation goes to the one reading these logs as well. you might be a regular reader. or you might just happen to drop by. or probably just a starter who accidentally came across this thing. somehow, you became a part of my life too.
a big appreciation to the ones i call my blood as well. my grandma slash mom. and the rest in the circle. somehow, you guys made me hang on for a little bit more. thank you for everything so far. i will always cherish those things in my heart forever.
to the stars. to the biggest star. and to that north star. thanks for paving and lighting the dark path. always keep that light on.
and many thanks to the lifelines as well. a mom. a dog. a bike. and an irony.
and to the spark that ignited it all. it was, it is and it will always be a perfect spontaneous combustion. it was some sort of a higher form of an inspiration that gave me the wings somehow. big thanks as well.
as i always say on here, nothing and no one is always left unappreciated. my big thanks goes to you all guys.
well. after the revelry and the fireworks comes the silence. after all the applause, the final curtain drops. then you get to face the reality of it all. and it bites.
after all is said and done, it’s just a pilgrim and his precious metals. a guy and his homeys. two bikes and a skateboard. some gear. an mp3 player. this laptop. and millions of miles more to walk, ride and run always anchored on a dream of a home.
the journey lives on. coz i will never stop exploring. i will never stop traveling. till i reach that destination. where there will be more reasons to stay than leave again.
and i always hope i will live to see the day.
yes. i will be out for a while. life has to get in the way first.
but someday i will be back to write my thoughts. again. and we will talk. again.
keep shining. keep smiling. be happy. be safe. and stay warm.
so long guys.
rock on!
10:45 am.
and i am out.
“and no grown-up will ever understand how such a thing could be so important!”
(antoine de saint-exupery, the little prince)
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