Forward

It has always taken me awhile to bounce back into the dating scene after a breakup…usually well over a year just for a simple date!

I always thought it was unfair to date someone if my mind was elsewhere…I’m not present. I still stand by this however I may have taken my own words too literally in the past. First of all, I’m a dweller. I dissect the past for MONTHS. Then I tell myself to STOP for, again MONTHS all while praying that I wake up the next day not thinking about him…and the next…and the next. Until one day I realize it’s been a good week…NOW IM READY…All 2 years later =/.

While I still think about him everyday, I’ve come to realize that at this point they’re simply that: thoughts. They’re no longer concrete. I’ve said everything I needed to say and I’ve prayed everyday. If he’s not back now, is he ever coming back? Waiting will only make me dwell more n more. It’s time for me to move forward. I’m not 100% but I’m at least 75-80% present. That’s enough to move forward to the next chapter, yes?

I took a leap and signed up for CMB. I’ll give it a week. Even if there’s no matches I at least took this leap. A part of me is proud of myself. The other part hates it completely as I’d much rather be elsewhere. But here’s the thing, elsewhere isn’t an option. I gotta deal with exactly what I have and what I have is CMB. Sending myself happy vibes (can I do that? I just did).

Cheers to moving forward…or staying in the same place. That’s good too sometimes.

humansofnewyork:

“We fled to the Philippines, which was under American occupation at the time. But it wasn’t long before the Japanese took over the islands. We were living in Manila, and when the Japanese occupied the city, they began to teach us to read and write Japanese. When the Americans came to retake the city, they invaded from the north, and the Japanese blew up the bridges and barricaded themselves in the southern part of the city where we lived. Shells were falling all around us, because the Japanese had stationed a gun encampment across from our house. One morning, we decided to make a run for the hospital, so that we could put ourselves under the protection of the Red Cross. Our neighbors were running in front of us, pushing their belongings on a pushcart, when they stepped on a land mine and the whole family was killed. We kept running, but when we got to the main street, there was a checkpoint and we weren’t allowed to cross. So we hid beneath a house, and soon we were discovered by Japanese soldiers. They lined us all up against the wall to be executed. We begged and begged and begged for our lives. They finally allowed my mother and the children to step aside, but they told my father to stay. My mother dropped to her knees and asked the Japanese commander to imagine it was his family. And he finally let all of us go.”

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mashable:

Food Art Photography Ilustrates Delicious Side of European Capitals

International travel has never looked so appetizing.

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designmeetstyle:

Horizontal stripes make a hallway feel longer. Gold accents add style and a painted ceiling highlight the black and white stripes.

designmeetstyle:

Horizontal stripes make a hallway feel longer. Gold accents add style and a painted ceiling highlight the black and white stripes.

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nohnoelle:

How To Train Your Humans

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