Slow down Summer, You're beautiful.

Time would certainly not stop but I wish, somehow, it could slow down. That way I would have enough time to enjoy all the pleasure, the learning and the experiences this summer gave me. That way I could allow myself to stay longer at the place where I always belong with the people I always want to be with. I guess it would be fine to get stuck at one moment if it would mean happiness and love. And if that moment would flourish me within and let me grow as wonderful as I can be, then I would keep it and remember it as long as I live. But either way, I'm not changing again and I've got no plans of straying afar from this whole new life. This time is God's gift and everything I do right now is worthy because of Him. I'm entrusting everything to Him because I believe that He is responsible for all these graces I am receiving every day. 

"He redeems your life from destruction and crowns you with love and compassion; He gives fulfillment to your years, and renews your youth like the eagle's."

Psalm 103: 4-5

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Funny and Strange

Here I go again, unable to understand and grasp this thought. I'm calling this a breezy idea because my brain and and my senses cannot recognize it. Though I am sure of something, or should I say I was sure of something: the feeling was close. Everything around me was gently compressed, the world was small back then. That is how I see it before, a destination only a few blocks away, friendly strangers outside the school's gate, food delivered especially for me, a simple attire and a day filled with joy. Everything was near and easy hold. My innocence was scattered and I almost inconceivably engage on petty fights within my row and even cute-crush-things. I was happy but unsure about some things, although I wasn't completely unsure because as a kid, most of the time I don't care. But this one is different and I knew on that stage that I am going to forget it   easily but remember it again once it dares to come back. Kiddie words but real beyond my years. Strange idea that was never given attention, I never looked for it and I never wanted to see it always. I just knew that it was new and beautiful and likable, nothing more than that. Then before I knew it, years passed and my newly discovered entity already disappeared. I wasn't aware until I've become a busy person and those things transformed to what they call 'childhood memories.'