I am in my 23rd year as a tenant here on earth. Some people in my age either works or are studying. For some, it could be both. Anyway, working as a health care practitioner in this country feels like I’m a slave and in a stagnant phase, clueless of where the efforts I put are going. Yes. Though, I am still hoping this could bring me to places and I am not losing that. It’s not something that I could easily give up. It’s always too early to quit.
So while I’m on this crisis where I am stuck, not going anywhere. I enjoy the life that increases our liver enzymes. What’s important in this phase is that I have friends I can get drunk with. Dance with. Laugh with. And be suicidal/Bayani/strong/weakwith. And yes, that Lumpia snack counts.