Hi people, not going to be writing stories for a while. Need some inspiration. Haha. Instead, will be writing on things.

It’s amazing how events change us in such a manner we don’t even realized it. I was talking about yoyos to my sister and I realized, damn, I have a lot of yoyos. It seems like yesterday I was doing a walking the dog trick.

What happened to that kid who collected hot wheel cars, soft toys(yes I did, don’t judge), yoyos and limited edition erasers? It’s hard to get by these days without thinking about the future and the past (like what I’m doing now). As carefree as I am (I seem to be known for that), I do think a lot about what and who am I going to be. The last time I probably didn’t care so much was when I was playing a yoyo. The kid is in still in me but I hardly have time for him anymore.

Responsibility is one word but it means a thousand things. I am on my way to learning more about mine just like everyone else. Life is like a yoyo( don’t know if I actually plan this pun), ups and downs makes us grow but it makes us lose ourselves sometimes too. Like many other things, sometimes, we just need to find time for that kid, to love ourselves and rest.