Single

Me at the balcony of the condo Single. Ah yes, that word some people love to hate, and some others hate to love… Do you wanna be single? Are you single? Are you happy?

Some of my friends don’t seem to like being single at all. Some despise the idea of being single especially around February and remain entangled in relationships that never seem to help them grow as an individual and in fact continues to drag them down in the long run. Some jump from one relationship to the other (ouch?), bringing along baggages that affect the present, never giving themselves enough time to heal.

Ole! Entre!

Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Ok enough Ole-ing, it only reminds me of Nigel Gruff and The Replacements and that is not my point here!

Ok first off, I’d like to apologize for not being able to bloghop and visit the sites of people who have been visiting me, I have been preoccupied with… well… hell and healing.

Second, I will be kind of busy on the next few days but I’ll be publishing one or two posts per day just to empty out all the damned drafts I have on my dashboard. One of which is this. I have 15 drafts for chrissake! This was suppose to be published some 2 weeks ago but I was all uninspired and my brain was out of town that I wasn’t able to finish it, just as much as I left everything unfinished.