Thursday, May 21, 2009

I lose myself in flashing colors.

A former classmate Rowenah once wrote, "For most book lovers, the paradox of loving someone and reading a that in doing either, we find and lose ourselves all at the same time."

For most people in general, I think the same goes with just about anything you love doing. Be it music, photography, sports, culinary or whatnot. Art for instance, transports me to the world of my own making. Even if it's just for a short while.

And on loving someone, we can be like ripe apples falling from its tree, blinded by the force of gravity that is drawing you to whoever that may be. Who said it, that only when we are lost will you find yourself?

Jane Austen wrote, "There will be little rubs and disappointments everywhere, and we are all apt to expect too much; but then, if one scheme of happiness fails, human nature turns to another; if the first calculation is wrong, we make a second better: we find comfort somewhere."

And that somewhere could be anything.


  1. haha! Tamad ako maglog'in sa wordpress. Playmate, favorite ko na tong post mo. :) idol! Haha!

  2. Playmate! Thanks. :) Pansin ko nga, wala kang bagong entry. Log-in na. Hehe.