A Happy 2nd Birthday

Today marks the 2^nd month from the time I became officially unemployed. Hooray for me. While there is obviously nowhere to go but up, I think the time for wallowing in my own sorrow is up and I am now at the crossroads between A) continuing to wallow in self-pity or B) picking myself up and moving on. Let this tiny nook of cyberspace be a testament to my journey from A to B and beyond and may the plasma screen be patient enough whenever I revert back to A. I am simply taking advantage of the fact that sadness can be a source of writing inspiration. 

Even if the flipping of calendars from 2015 to 2016 is nothing but a change of date, a signal that the sun has set and risen again, as what happens every day, people have come to associate the new year with new beginnings. So here's to a new year of new beginnings. Not a clean slate, for definitely no matter how painful the past can be, the scars are there to make life fuller; and more importantly, holds lessons of the past (listed under the things never to do again unless you want to end up unemployed with nothing but free time to write in this frikkin blog).

Don't get me wrong, life in the past 2 months wasn't all about uncontrollable flashbacks. The past 2 months were actually me slowly easing into the cold but relaxing waters of reading new novels every 3 days, reading comics online until the crack of dawn, camping out by the shore and making smores pies with my family, floating at sea, staring up into the sky thinking about life or nothing at all just because I can. And surprisingly, opening text books, reading on all the shit that I didn't know (which led me to my current predicament) out of my own free will and actually enjoying it.

So here's to a year of positivity, a year of learning new things we never knew, of being thankful for the things we took for granted last year, and here's to a year of once again, full-on, facing the unknown.