baby cousin (well, -ish) messaged me.

mahirap, masakit. mahirap at masakit, pero kinakaya.

and heading this for the next year only reassures me that i'll be okay, i'll be okay and i know i can.

if anything, this project made me learn how to love imperfection, all the roughness, all the uncertainty, the stress, everything that ticks me off.

might as well commit, right? IDK~

i think i like being a hermit, but what to do with my time?

not entirely sure if i still want to be in this kind of lifestyle next year, or be a hermit instead.

Jump, with all you can, and all you've got.

Oh well, life happens.

AKO NA LANG KASI SANA DIBA?