Hi, my anonymous readers.

My last writing was back in August, and after that I disappeared from this realm without any trace. Maybe I owe you an explanation — just a little bit.

I have been busy for months, juggling between my responsibilities: work, family and personal stuff. Months later my life had a massive transition and I am somewhere I would not have expected me to live in. Life does this funny thing to you, especially when you are an adult. It takes you to some twists and turns, and onto an unknown road — without a map and clear navigation, less familiar roads that sometimes you gotta force yourself to make a halt and cogitate on your life choices. You clearly have zero clue on what should you do, and that you are on your own ride. There will be some passerby to help illuminating your thoughts a little but they won’t ride with you. 

At that current moment I know that I was just taking my time to find my own destination — I’m not stuck.

But sometimes I beat myself up because I’m not as good as others when I see them carrying on with their lives. Yet I proceed with this life knowing I had no familiar things around me. 

This major transition derailed me away from taking care about myself — mind you, that’s the cons; and I know that I urgently need to despite of the fact that everything hasn’t fall into the right places, yet. Sigh. But you see, it is overwhelming. My supposition wants me to handle everything all at once. 

However I tried to come up with a mental rule that no matter what, early or late, I cannot get out of my realm of words. I should always and always come back here to vomit my brain out.