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Wednesday, September 07, 2011

At 30, I Still Do...

There are days, oh so many days, when I feel that I don't belong here.

"Here" being... You know, earth, Philippines, corporate world, motherhood, wifehood, internet age, Facebook, Twitter, Google+, QWERTY phones.

It's been a 30-year learning curve. Everyday, every interaction, every decision continues to be a challenge. But hey, I'm still here.

"I have yet to figure out life."

Some people would frown at the statement. I don't. We are experiential beasts. If you can't figure out life, then you have figured out living. This oxygen-based existence is all about infinite attempts to make sense of perpetual randomness.

My two cents. Now let's sing.


Out Here On My Own
Irene Cara, Fame

Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in.
Make believin' is hard alone,
Out here on my own

We're always provin' who we are
Always reachin' for the risin' star
To guide me far
And shine me home
Out here on my own

When I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby, be strong for me
Baby, belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you

Until the morning sun appears
Making light of all my fears
I dry the tears
I've never shown
Out here on my own

When I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby, be strong for me
Baby, belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you

Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in
I may not win
But I can't be thrown
Out here on my own
On my own

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