an intro for twenty nineteen

I think I forgot how to write. Worse, I let myself abandon the idea of writing. Some days, mostly when I am under the weather, I would tell myself that I am going to write something. But ever since I let myself bask into microblogging tools, I instantly think it would take too much time for me to write. So I go on my phone and constantly tap, tap, scroll, scroll. It never ends.

Here I am, sitting and listening to jazz on a January afternoon. So what's the agenda for today's blog? No idea. I think I will just go on and on just like the old days. There is something in letting the words come out of your head. It calms me down. And this is exactly what I miss.

There are several reasons why I have been blogging for quite a while now: I want to have something to write down my thoughts by which I think I have written mostly about my day; just like what you write in a diary. At some point, I used blogging to connect with other people and brands. I was part of a blogging community back in Davao. It was great to be part of a community, know bloggers whose very passionate about writing, and work with brands, as well. Also, I think I have made my blog more interesting with my book reviews. I loved receiving books from authors and in return, I would review them here (and on Goodreads). Ever since I wrote about my adventures and this will never change. Speaking of adventure, I guess I have traveled everywhere but never really had the chance to write them down. And I will forever be proud of the recipes, mixtapes, arts, and crafts that are in this space. I was everywhere, and I think that's what being in your late teens and early twenties is all about.

I want to make something out of this blog. No, I am not making this a commercial space. But, I want to make something more of how it used to be. I hope my 2019 will have more time for writing down my thoughts, travels, and everything else.

This year, I will be twenty-nine. Not sure how to feel about this. Should it suppose to make me feel pressured since this will be my last year of being in my twenties? Being thirty scares me but I think it should be fine if twenty-nine isn't too intimidating. This morning I stumbled upon a phrase that says "Life is not a race." This is true. Sometimes my mind says to take it easy but also, it constantly asks me, "what's next for you?"

But then we should just let life unfold. Just like this cliche: it's not about the destination, it's about the journey. I guess this year will be more of always taking the high road and just enjoy the ride.

More thoughts to come. xx