"Come come come my secrets, let us reveal ourselves". That is what I said to my thoughts today. People say some could write better when their heart is broken or they are in love and someone told me that I wrote better when I am feeling down. What I said to myself is that I write better when I actually feel something that I could recognize and scan the feelings I have. Why do I feel this way? Who is the one I’m thinking of? What do I want to know? What do I want to share? In other words I could write when the feelings are clear. Yes like I said on my previous blog. The pureness of the stories was filtered. The real and pure ones are in my diary. But still, this story is me.
Here I am starting all over again. Hope this one will pan out. I sailed in my boat for almost years now. I wrecked the ship. I wrecked our ship. I am still sailing in this ship and still in the same ocean. I am trying to dock my ship back to the harbor. Don’t be alarm don’t be scared. I won’t force my ship to dock. But, I won’t also give up.
I am still in the middle of nowhere right now. Even the seagulls don’t fly by. I couldn’t see the harbor just now. But I will keep on sailing. Before I sail, this ship should be repair. Till then I am releasing my anchors down, waiting for the sign to continue my voyage to you.
I notice the wind blow for its own reason. The storm that came is a natural event that I have to conquer and I will. Till then I believe you could see me in your radar. The radio works very well. You can contact me anytime you want anytime you need. And when the radio is off for a week or two. I will listen to the wind carefully just incase you need me.
Why am I here? Coz I believe fairy tales ends with a happy ending. I believe that life could be better and I believe on the ship and the harbor. I believe in the storm and surviving it. I believe in life and all its stories. I believe in us and always will. Is my head over the clouds? Nope I know it's not. My head is where it should be. Coz what human don’t realize is that as scary the journey of life is , anything could happen and everything could change and miracles do exist. I believe our miracles will never ends. For now, all I can do is try and let faith and wind take me to you. Hopefully I’ll navigate this ship right.
But then I started to wonder. I am a believer of our fairytale, but are you still a believer too?
