5 or 6 Years Fast Forward

Hello, self. I mean, what's up? I used to purge and unload my thoughts through writing but looks like I forgot about how. Anyway, I am not really too sure what to say as I am being too extra careful to let it all out. I am now 30 years old and soon to be 31 in few weeks time. This never gets old, "time flies so fast."

I'd like to talk a bit more of what's going on with me right now but I'll gather my thoughts first. Sharing you this awesome photo I took earlier while I was walking home from work. This was shot with my phone (s10+ in ig filter) at around 0730 AM. The moon was perfectly shining bright despite of sun attempting to creep out. It reminds me of something, something that need to remind myself all the time. Never be afraid to shine bright and let people appreciate you even though there's someone who's trying to steal your spot or fade you in their brightness. 🤎💛🧡

I just turned a year older with my quarter-life crisis and I still feel like young and free. Free to do whatever I want with no limitation as long as it won’t do harm to myself. I must say, I have been living as carefree as what I wanted and imagined my life to be. Young to be dancing with the tune of the music my ears recognize (and yes I am not rich with dance moves and smooth body that goes with the rhythm) and chugging down alcohol to my throat. But, this rave party/music paint festival I joined to few weeks ago seems to be not my genre anymore. To cut it short, I was being “party pooper” while the crowd was thumping hard and dancing their heart out. On the other side of the party, I was there standing in the crowd of people dodging the paint guns and canon paints. 

PS. This post was written a little bit years older maybe around 2016 and I can still remember which rave festival was this 😂 Today is January 21, 2020 and it just happened I saw this draft when I decided to login my blogger account. Reminder to self as this blog is intended for myself. 

#DrunkInState