DONKEY

After i picked my card, my other personal reader explained....

"Alam mo un donkey? Tapos may pinapain na carrot sa kanya... tapos tumatakbo sya pero sa threadmill? Para kang ganun. Takbo ka ng takbo pero wala naman pinupuntahan. Kumbaga, minsan nagp-pretend ka pa na masaya ka, tumatakbo ka with one leg... Pero sa huli paggising mo, wala kang napuntahan. NASA THREADMILL KA PARIN!"

She couldnt have explained it better. The way i feel right now. I dont know where i'm going, i don't know where we're going. In fact, I am slowly giving up. It must be one of those finals "almost love stories" that I traditionally always have. I run and I run, hoping that I'm getting close. But after tiring myself, I realize... I'm still here. Being still. Amidst all the movement.

I hope I'll find someone to be still with. SOON.

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