My Traffic Life

I am Mae German. 34 years old. Born in Mangatarem, province of Pangasinan. I was taught and trained by Juan Dela Cruz, and I am currently being trained for more by Uncle Sam. Writing since the age of 12. Blogging since 2001. I keep a notebook and a pen in my bag, on my bedside table, and inside the bathroom. Misses a lot. Sometimes even my own voice. Loves to laugh. Sometimes even at myself. I am a work in progress. My ultimate dream is to be a SAHM. That is, if I am bound to have that chance in this lifetime... and I am.

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Don't take my words personally. At times, not even literally. This is my journal. You're my reader. My spectator. Applaud. Yawp. Yawn. Smile. Frown. Rave. Rant. Or not. Neither can I see you from where I am standing nor can I hear you.

This is not my life. Maybe just a part of it. But this is me meandering through life. My emotions fluctuate. My opinion varies. If it's too hot in here and you can't take it, leave. If it's dull and too cold, go somewhere else for warmth. I won't wipe the frown on your brow.

My stories, unless stated otherwise, are mostly fictional. Fiction could be based on reality. Still, they are fiction. Don't own it. Don't live in it. It is what it is. Leave it.

Watch out for the traffic light. Follow the rules. Cruise.

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It's not the Rascal Flatts' song that I am singing but yes, bless the broken road that I am walking through, believing it's leading me to some place that my existence could be inherent...

Apparently, I am not the only one who is in this state. I was talking to my friend tonight whom I share the same sentiment. He entertains himself at home by adding memory on his Mac Mini and cleaning the effects. While I entertain myself in the backyard (no budget for laptop memory, eh?-- don't think I need an upgrade anyway).

"Masaya ka ba sa place mo? Kasi kami, permanent job na lang ang kulang... we're happy here." he mentioned.

I said I am. This is not New Zealand nor Australia but I like it here now. The neighborhood is nice, the place is safe, I can see greens everywhere, there are squirrels, groundhogs, deers, and sometimes rabbits, roaming! I am still close to nature. I am happy with that...

... but right, getting a job will make life perfect here.

Lovelife?

"It will come..."

Bless our broken road, friend.

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