While my officemate and I were in mid conversation in a random-packed day which would cap off my 2017 Saturdays, we chanced upon talking about the strangers who significantly impacted on me by merely conversing with me. Then I told my officemate about the possibility of these strangers being projections of our future selves. What if, right? That thought being somehow an offshoot of me asking my officemate if what she would tell her younger self if she could do so now. She answered, "carry on". Naturally, she would solicit my own answer to the same question which I strangely couldn't coherently do. I wondered but brushed it off by saying that it would also be somewhere along carry on in a bemused manner. Really though, notwithstanding my 2017, I could've delved deeper. I guess I'm not sold on my current situation.
I've been having interesting dreams which I would like to write down in narrative like how I did back in high school. I think these are some sort of indicators that I should pay more attention to my writing side, but I can't do it because either I get lazy or I mentally choke myself on thoughts of what to do for work and for school. The writer in me is caged. Not that I'm good but writing has been very helpful towards soothing my soul ever since high school when I think I had insomnia. So entering 2018 may not be as exciting as before, save the fact that Duterte passed the firecracker ban executive order, but I am really hoping for better creative things ahead in my study habits, health regimen, writing, and life in general! Besides, it's the first time that I am actually consciously aware that it's my Chinese zodiac birth year this year! Let the dog out! Surely, my prelims are low but I have to up my game. I want this. ;)
