Sometimes when things are falling apart they may actually be falling into place.

As much as I’d love to say that I’m the true epitome of an artist, I’m afraid it just isn’t so. I can never live the La Vie Boheme lifestyle, as some of my friends do. I’m pretty sure I’d spend way too much of my time worrying about my next project, or where my next pay check would come from.

I’m a creature of organized chaos. I like clutter – to a certain extent – but at the same time, I love making notes. I live for the moments when I get to check something off my to-do list. But the same time, I find myself in agony whenever I see the seemingly never-ending unchecked boxes on the said list. 

I’ve been mulling over a certain decision of mine for 3 months now. And the only reason why I haven’t pushed through is because of a lack of a plan B. Given that I’m not exactly someone who likes having a “bahala-na” attitude when it comes to important life choices, making a decision without a concrete plan B in mind wasn’t exactly my idea of a good option.

Now though, I think that’s changed…

Maybe I don’t need to have a plan B to have it all figured out… Maybe I just need some time to myself to carefully go over certain goals, for me to see if I’d still want to push through with them in the future…

Maybe I have to say no to things that leave me feeling undervalued… And maybe I can only do this once I let go…

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