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This day, and many others like it...

Do you feel as though the life you have isn't what you're really meant to be living? What if someone else owns the life that you so miserably live? Maybe you are in the right place at the wrong time, or you're the person you least want to be in your shoes right now?

I certainly don't. I love my life, and so far I won't exchange it for anything. But hey, not everyday is a relaxing day at the beach, nor is everyday a celebration. Everyday is indeed enough cause for a celebration, but you don't celebrate everyday. And the sun is definitely not cooperating nowadays so the beach isn't for everybody everyday.

However there are days which are so mundane and surreal that you just want to dig your hole in your home, and stay there until you feel that everything is real again. Holidays seem to be very frequent in where I live, and holidays are celebrated. But then I celebrate in a different way -- i contemplate and reflect on what has just happened and enjoy it while it lasts. I also like procrastinating, but then most of the times I do that, i lose focus.

Focus is definitely something I should have right now, given that I have a lot of things lined up for me already. Being able to keep up with my schedule is hard enough, living a life seems so impossible even. But then this is the life I chose to live, and this is the life I will do my best keeping.

I should be coding right now, but I am celebrating the fact that I can do what I need to do on my time. It would be nice if I could keep my life under control, but then nobody's perfect.

If this post seems like it's lost focus then you're right. Comments are welcome. It seems that I haven't internalized as much as I should to be able to write some sense into my blog.

So on with the coding I go. Keep chillin'...

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