in the wee hours of the morning..

...i always get nostalgic. i always remember all of the things i have done in the past. as i remember them, i also think of what should have happened. let's say, what i could have said in an argument, or what i could have done to solve the problem. i know, it has all been done, but i always think of them. i guess i dwell in the past too much.

i also remember the good things i have done. my achievements in life. those things. those things that i am not able to do now. i remember those things to remind myself that i was able to do that, and i could do more. to remind myself that i could do that again. to inspire myself. i guess that's not enough to get me inspired.

in the wee hours of the morning, i also daydream. i dream of joining the voice, impressing the judges, and making fans. i dream of being a photographer capturing photos that are eesome to me and to others.i dream of traveling and being able to talk to other people. i sometimes dream of  things i should have achieved, like graduating with latin honors.

sometimes, i just imagine that i have pet pokemons and digimons, or i just imagine the setting of Paulo Coelho's "By The River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept" and Bob Ong's "Alamat ng Gubat" and "Macarthur." I picture the setting of those books in my head and imagine that i am there.

in the wee hours of the morning, my mind gets active that i can't sleep. it gets nostalgic, and it daydreams and imagines things that make me happy, sad, and sometimes, crazy. maybe, that's why my mind goes active in the wee hours so that i could think of all the stress and release them before i go to sleep. tiring my mind by thinking too much that i could sleep quickly.

but, i think, it just reminds me to remember what i've done in the past and learn from it and remember to think of happy thoughts to avoid negativity. :)

hanggang sa muli, masugid na mambabasa. :)