September 18's secret spot

Today started out weird.

In fact, I didn't feel like going to work. there were a lot of personal things I want to make time for. One by one, I am slowly giving time for each thing on my to do list. It's funny because considering that I come from South, I should never be feel pressured by time. But I always feel I am running out of it. I get uptight waiting for someone, someone waiting on me, not being on time.

So I made an effort getting a student permit, without my parents knowing yet. I finished early enough to get to makati and walk. Usually the heat in Manila makes it more uneasy to walk.

Then I made my way to LRI design building which was my favorite part of the day because I really enjoyed walking through design shops and art galleries. My lunch was terrific but I couldn't stay longer. Hopefully God will give more chances to stay in my secret spot.

Ending this peaceful day with Hannah+Gabi.

so pull yourself together

In spite of last night's horrifying rain flooding streets, I went home with a sense of calmness and solitude. Not to mention, this was after I passed out in a bathroom after a grill night with friends. I realized that I am having less of my anxiety attacks, more of unusual physical injuries. (Stiff muscles and two fat wounds near my ankles). My days have been peaceful despite the stress in the office because I am learning to purge the noise. 

Even if I still don't have something concrete, what hasn't failed me these days is feeding my soul with wisdom. Books, life stories, art. 

There's so much beauty in these.

Keeping myself busy

Getting myself amused over oil paint, texture, and dirtiness after three weeks of helping out with the team's bulletin board. Nobody knows if mine is good enough to be called ART. 

It doesn't matter. All I want is to keep surprising myself. 

"When I was young I was alone a lot, and art was a place I could escape to. I didn't really know at the time I was escaping but I knew that I enjoyed doing it, and it seemed to make time disappear.
...The more I think about my early experiences that led me to become an artist, the more I think it all has to do with freedom, really. The freedom of not being held back. The freedom of being able to jump into the void and not get hurt. The freedom of being able to enter a place that didn't exist until you stood in front of it. The only catch is that you have to make that place for yourself." - Julian Schnabel