Aspirations. Being quiet for the sake of self. But often when I let my mind wander too much without purpose, the desire to write creeps up on me and I’m surprised to share my bed with all my fears and inadequacies. I think it has more to do with the idle mind looking elsewhere at others, feeding the ego and telling it that wherever it’s at ain’t enough.

So I buckle down to write everything that needs to be written. Emails, letters, apologies—the entire row of things I’ve been putting off because my anger and these demons have kept me occupied. Happy to find that I still own a voice and much more grateful to know where my heart is anchored.

Here are four aspirations as I’ve stumbled upon them–in a tiny bookshop in Baguio called Mt. Cloud.


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