Tunnel

It is not the money on your pocket
That lets you buy an expensive cigarette;
Not the fortune you’ve been saving,
All for the glory of extravagant spending.

It is not the beauty of being high above the sky,
Seeing the clouds below you as you fly,
Or the scream as you take a deep breath,
And jump on the cliff as if it’s your death.

It is not the diamond on your finger
With a promise still uncertain from your lover;
Not the way they call your name,
A superiority you won from a dangerous game.

One may tell a tale so worthy,
But the end is not entirely its beauty;
For it is not the end of the tunnel you crossed,
But the journey, all the risks you tossed.

Through the Wheels

Marching into a Better Year

Hollah! I turned a year older last month and looking back, I believe the #TheClverJourney was one helluva ride. It’s been happy, sad, exciting, anxious, frustrating, fulfilling, and everything in between. And although I’m not yet sure if I was finally able to conquer my quarter life crises, I think I deserve a tap on the back for making it through this far without having a major breakdown. Hooray for that!

The next number is a whole new chapter, and I am all into investing to self-love – mind, body, soul. I recently leaned into healthy eating habits and availed a gym membership. Honestly, it’s all giving me a positive outlook and mood every day. I guess endorphins really do their work, huh? 🙂

It’s already the third of twelve 2019 months, and although there were already twists and turns earlier this year, I know that the rest of the year still has lot to offer, and the best and worst are yet to come.

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I am soooo ready to embrace the beauty of living. To lesser kicks of anxiety and to more hacks of bravery, yes? Let’s do this! 🙂

The Worst Separation Anxiety

The Worst Separation Anxiety | Claudine Faylogna

Heaven Sent

I wrote this poem as a gift to a friend/colleague/boss.

Their story is truly inspiring, so I made an art out of it.

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