Cedar Grove, Howell County and more of Jersey places to memorized. Wait, what are we talking about here? Aren't you working on some art projects? As practicality and needs come into play, I couldn't deny the fact that it has come to point where dreams needs to standby and just parked for a while til I have the nerve to conjure the thoughts of touching it again. It shouldn't be hard, adaptability is key. What can I say?

So to be fair and exact, I am working on a graveyard shift to ends meet. For a while, I was just nagging at my foster mom for some comfort and inspiration to lift myself up and just lets me realize how beautiful life is, still. Easy-going and fluidity is key. Damn it. However, I am here right now conjuring this draft on this desk full of rickety monologues trying to at least learn everything from CRM's of my new boss and the likes. But that's life right? We all start at one point. We all begin at some stage where life seems uncertain and unfair. Be it in the kind of my state or whatnot. Be sure to check me out next time, this post might be updated for some reason- an ambivalence mood.

Back at my desktop and figuring out everything all at once to make my boss feel lighter on her shoulder's load, regardless of my graveyard shift. I mean, we all have to make an impression to our bosses, not to sound like I am politically shitting out others but that's the way it is. You help your boss at some tasks to make her work-life balance seems graspable. I see that.

New people. Same-same tasks with new things to learn. Oh New Jersey, it may not be as the Jersey Shore show at once before, but it could also work that way. Trying to figure out the city and its neighborhoods. I can do that. Let's just work the heck up and make the brain sharper than it was, as to not feel stagnant nor jobless. Crazy. Let's hit the bandwagon with our dreams soon, just be adept with the current state- memorizing Jersey neighborhoods and recruiting people all at once.
 Have a blast, cause it's game time! I mean work.

It's almost three weeks since I moved back to Manila from Davao. It seems like my emotional depreciation about goodbye has slowly faded away. I know, I know, Davao is home and it will always be my home. I am just so happy that I have a home to go back into everytime I feel like going home. I missed you my hometown. Yet, life has to move forward and to try finding my luck once again in a big city is all I wanted to do right now-before it's too late.

What is there to settle in one place when you can traverse the whole world with the adventure in mind. As what my friend Love says, Davao will always be there waiting for me and I can always go back if I want to. Which is right. Soon enough my love.
I maybe thriving in a different city but my heart will always be in Davao, I do know that its serenity and simple life has gotten me hooked. It is after all the most beautiful and the most peaceful-loving city in the Philippines.

However, I have dreams. I have plans to achieve and things that I'd like to do in Manila or New York. Crossing fingers!
Fast forward to today, my adjustment period has been a little easy. I am no longer a cry baby trying to re-compose himself from sobbing, cause after all I'm faraway from my usual mundane and the normal things I do as a local of Davao. Nothing beats its glory to be honest, so I hope you would understand that I still feel lonely and sometimes cry and just wanting to go home. I know I can do it! Hang in there love,I'll see you one day and I shall rekindle my romance with you again.