I promise you, I really do want to blog. It's just that

 everything feels so alive. I feel so overwhelmed. I am just trying to take it all in, basking in the beauty of it all.

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BIG SECRET: The first and last time I rode a bike was during my first year in high school, I was maybe 12 or 13, so that's like 10 years ago. I was never taught to ride a bike when I was a kid, until one time, we were on Roxas Boulevard and all my cousins rented their own bikes. So I was like, fuck it, I'll try this thing. I was able to ride the bike on the first try. I never fell. Somehow I just knew how to do it.

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Blazed, drunk, and with a few good friends,
I dared myself.
I took the bicycle out,
rode it with both my feet still on the ground,
shoo-ed away any doubts,
I put my left foot on the pedal, and away I went
to the ground
and I laughed
Laughed and laughed my heart out!
because it hurt and it was funny and it was amazing!
It is that kind of joy
It is THAT feeling
That feeling we can't get enough of
I tried again
I did it
for a few meters
then fell again
I tried again
Of course I tried again!
And fell once more
Heck, I fell A LOT
i would fall and laugh my heart out and fall and laugh
over and over again
Laughing
Still lying on the concrete pavement
Stupidly happy
it's that feeling
of having no fear
singing out loud
loving yourself
bruises and all
being reveled by the insanity of it all!
the madness, the borderline
the bicycle and the morning sun


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"I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls" -- Anais Nin