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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I realized that lately, I haven't been writing. I mean, really writing. Gone were my short stories and anecdotes. (Un)Intentionally, I got rid of my habit of having a pen and a notebook beside my bed and inside the bathroom (I even stopped reading when I am on the john). Well, I haven't been reading as much as I am writing either. But I am trying to go back. Just like how I am trying so hard to do some exercise everyday. No. I haven't been exercising every day. Maybe once or twice a week. Ugh! Crap! I don't have the discipline now, the kind that I have in the past. If I am hibernating, I have to end it now. I know. Easily said than done. But that should start it, eh? I hope.

Today I woke up at 10am. I have done another project that'll arrive a month from now. I'll try another one tomorrow. Then I will write again. I promise. Even without an inspiration. At least I have the will. I hope.

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