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Here we are again. I’m about to write something silly and you’re going to read it. Remember Scorched Earth? I’m sure you don’t. Well, you’d probably be familiar with that post and what it’s all about after reading this one because I’m pulling another Scorched Earth.
See, the past few days, I felt like a pail of ice cold water was thrown AT MY FACE. Certain words were said. Certain possibilities were opened. I was suddenly asking myself what the hell am I doing? What the fuck am I going to do next? Am I really willing to do the things I’m not used to doing? It’s like I was lounging around, watching Pinoy Big Brother, minding my own business, when suddenly, God tore off the roof of our house and asked me in his godly voice, “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING WITH YOUR LIFE, BOY?!”
In a matter of days, I found the will to organize my shit and figure out how to fix broken things in my life. I started to figure out how to move forward into directions I never even knew existed. The last few days were my Road to Damascus. A string of moments of clarity didn’t let me sleep right. It was a renaissance of the soul! And then, a road block… OF CHAOS! Baddie was is brokenated. All because of a small taste of a divine cookie.
