Yes. ★ I want more YESses!

It was 2009. For some reason, my wish came true two years later in a form of a friend, and later, friends.

It's hard. It's hard when your effort doesn't translate, and it's mighty tempting to give up in the face of all that. But I don't wanna give up. So I soldier on. Like an idiot hanging on to faith.

The hardest conversations are often the most needed ones.

Let the heart be light.

I'm letting go.

If you want to be greater than your present being, first you must learn your present limitations. Life 101. Yet we constantly forget.

Oh dear. Physically drained, ha. That's a good thing. It means boundaries are being pushed.

I have this hardness about me all the time. So that I won't be hurt. So that, in the face of thorns, all you see are scratches, but not me bleeding. My voice is not my voice. My voice is my mask.

I wish you can see the sweat of my failure and chuckle at seeing my struggle. And spank my butt, and say "Yo babe, you're not alone. We'll do this together. I got ya. I got ya back."