Happiness

Leloi is probably jumping into the front line, up against the JPEPA thing that the admin is planning to bury itself into. Febbie is probably at the front line too, this time covering the event for some fancy media outlet. Some devcom people from our batch might be lobbying at the Senate. Me? I'm not into the mainstream media as I originally planned and wished for.

Nevertheless, I'm happy.

I'm working on a night shift and although I can call myself a writer, I am not a journalist. My job now is not the journalistic path/career that I expected myself to be in. Still, I'm not complaining because I'm happy.

It's funny how certain things happen. It's weird, peculiar, even, to find yourself in a situation where you know you're up against the whole world, yet you're happy.

One touch, one gaze, one smile. It's making all the difference in my life.

I know what I am into now; I know where I'm headed. The funny thing is, I don't care. It feels like I'm jumping over a cliff with a stupid smile on my face. He and I, we're looking into the bottomless pit and I bet he's as scared and as uncertain as I am. But we're both happy. That's all that matters now.

I don't know how long this will last. Tomorrow, I might open my eyes and realize that I'm left all alone to jump over the cliff. The hell with the consequences. Come what may.

I'm happy.