I have a compulsion toward beginnings. There is something really fascinating about the thought of having something new- may it be an experience, a product or a certain someone. The smell of freshness is so addicting. (I especially like the smell of a new magazine.) The sight of something new seems brighter as that of a sunrise. I feel equally overwhelmed and inspired.
But sometimes it gets a little stressful. I am OC (less now than I was before but still) and I want things to be either very messy or very neat. And I am a worrier. I am anxious all the time. Beginnings for me would mean the start of the month, the start of the week or the start of the year (the pinakabongga)! But this time, I am trying to break all that. I’ve been conditioning myself that I’d start my “new year” early. I don’t need to wait for January 1, 2012.
December, I am really looking forward to meet you. Please please please be awesome! I would want to sing a happier Back To December someday.
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anna-logue said:
THAT song, babe. Haha! :))
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