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off to find the hero of the day

sometimes all we need is someone who could take us from our usual routine, and help us get through with life by being a hero. a hero of the day -- one that saves your day but not necessarily your life.

we all get these phases in life where we just plainly get bored. i have no explanation to this phenomenon, which i so lazily label as a natural hybernation or inactivity of the excitement gland. of course, i would be kidding because i have no idea of the terms and practices applied by psychologists. but then it just occurs to be so natural we don't need to explain it.

we have our needs, and we get excited in our own little ways. but then sometimes, the needs don't get to be exciting except if there was something special in that need. what would be an exciting need -- food, shopping, sex, etc.

go figure, but then i'm off to find the hero of the day. one that would save my day from utter boredness, and take my life to some more interesting and fruitful state that i so very much would like to get in the nearest most foreseeable future.

by the way, i love you love... =) the baguio experience is so memorable, that i would very much like to get back there as soon as possible.

just keep it chillin'...

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