Intersections & Detours

Life is full of intersections and detours  and sometimes it's only by looking back that we can point out exactly when that wrong turn took place or when you correctly chose the right direction. I now realize some things - some were choices, some were events, some were people - that would determine what I am now.

It would be easy to feel regret over somethings I have done but the truth is, it was impossible at that time to determine which was the right thing to do.

Would life be better if I could predict how a certain decision would affect my life? Like if I stayed home on a particular night instead of going out or if I logged on to the Net at this hour instead of that...

I've had my share of intersections, detours and sometimes dead ends. We don't have the benefit of having a bird's-eye-view of the road/s ahead. I guess that's the reality of living - not knowing where we will end up but still hoping for the best just the same (and making the best of what we end up with).

Intersections & Detours

Life is full of intersections and detours  and sometimes it's only by looking back that we can point out exactly when that wrong turn took place or when you correctly chose the right direction. I now realize some things - some were choices, some were events, some were people - that would determine what I am now.

It would be easy to feel regret over somethings I have done but the truth is, it was impossible at that time to determine which was the right thing to do.

Would life be better if I could predict how a certain decision would affect my life? Like if I stayed home on a particular night instead of going out or if I logged on to the Net at this hour instead of that...

I've had my share of intersections, detours and sometimes dead ends. We don't have the benefit of having a bird's-eye-view of the road/s ahead. I guess that's the reality of living - not knowing where we will end up but still hoping for the best just the same (and making the best of what we end up with).

Coming Out Clean

My life isn't bad. I come from a middle class family. We are not rich but my parents managed to provide for everything I need and some things I want. I have a good educational background and had just recently obtained a degree in the medical field.

I'm gay (No, I don't feel like I'm a girl or am a female trapped in a man's body. I'm a guy (and I like being one). It's just that I simply fall (in love or lust) after other guys).

There I've said it! I should have said it when I started blogging last year. It would have been such a relief to be able to tell the world (at least the part that doesn't know me until now) about the REAL me. I started to blog because I saw it as a way to be free from all pretentions. But during that first year of blogging, before I knew it, I turned my blogging world into a replica of my real world - where I had to watch every word I wrote instead of being able to just pour myself out.

It's time to set things straight (well you know what I mean).

This is my story...

Tickled Anticipation

I'm not very ticklish but I've always wondered why it's impossible to to tickle myself. It seems that i'm not the only one - Some scientists have tried to explain the reason why.

Apparently when we tickle ourselves, our body tries to prepare for it and succeeds most of the time because the action is predictable [True Tickle Takes Another's Touch].

But somehow knowing that another person is going to tickle me doesn't help :)

 

Yesterday Ended Last Night

I received this SMS message the other day:

 

"Yesterday Ended Last Night"

 

It reminded me that no matter how bad my day was, it already is a part of the past and it shouldn't keep me from doing my best.

At the same time, I realized that it also means that I shouldn't let any accomplishments I made during the day get into my head, because, like the failures, they are also already a part of the past