The Blessed Unrest

Doon tayo sa paulit=ulit tayong pinipili.

Doon tayo sa araw-araw tayong pinipili.

Doon tayo sa hindi na magdadalawang isip na tayo ang piliin.

Doon tayo sa taong dina pipili kasi tayo lang talaga ang mahal

Doon tayo sa taong tayo pa rin ang pipiliin sa kabila ng pananakit natin sa kanila.

doon tayo sa taong pinipili parin tayo kahit sobrang dami nyang pagpipilian.

Doon tayo sa taong hindi na kailangan pumili. Kasi sa una pa lang tayo lang ang nag-iisa.

Doon tayo sa tayo pa rin ang pipiliin kahit hindi tayo kapili-pili.

We all yearn for simple pleasures. The first sip of coffee, the smell of wet grass after a heavy rain—oh yes, that petrichor, bumping into a long lost friend in the grocery store, the grace of every sunrise, finding out the title of that song you heard in the car, a complete one-hour nap, the colour palette in your closet, the earth tones of your room, that warm and bright morning, the cold air in the afternoon, that perfectly cooked pancakes, the pink skies, those newly unfurled leaves, those hopeful epilogues, the noise that the trains make, the after-party drinks, lemonades during summer, the thrill of opening gifts, the sound of a rumbling sky, those dark clouds and gloomy weather, a golden sunset, window seat during a flight, that tap on your shoulder, that kiss of good night—the beauty of small luxury; these simple joys. Something that makes you realise that life is worth while. It's unselfish of you to desire all of it.

I dont want a career and I hate working. There I said it

im so full of emotions i never show

We all yearn for simple pleasures. The first sip of coffee, the smell of wet grass after a heavy rain—oh yes, that petrichor, bumping into a long lost friend in the grocery store, the grace of every sunrise, finding out the title of that song you heard in the car, a complete one-hour nap, the colour palette in your closet, the earth tones of your room, that warm and bright morning, the cold air in the afternoon, that perfectly cooked pancakes, the pink skies, those newly unfurled leaves, those hopeful epilogues, the noise that the trains make, the after-party drinks, lemonades during summer, the thrill of opening gifts, the sound of a rumbling sky, those dark clouds and gloomy weather, a golden sunset, window seat during a flight, that tap on your shoulder, that kiss of good night—the beauty of small luxury; these simple joys. Something that makes you realise that life is worth while. It's unselfish of you to desire all of it.

And so it is✨