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Forward

  • Writer: Mark Angelo Pineda
    Mark Angelo Pineda
  • Mar 22, 2022
  • 2 min read

You can only arrive when you know how to.

To know how is to know yourself.

You are the way.


I can only attest for people my age, but early adulthood is a scary stage. One day you can be sure of what to do, then not the next day.



In 2020, we believed we were only holding off our dreams because the world was crazy to allow air and land travel. But now, the reality is that we are not flying because we are heavier. We are progressing, no doubt. But some nights, especially on our beds trying to sleep straight, we realize that we are troubled and uncomfortable.


Early adulthood and trying to make a mark is such a difficult feat. Not everyone will advance in their pursuits speedily because not all have the connections and resources readily handed to others. Such makes comparing yourself to others problematic. Access to opportunities can be very exclusive to a group of people. Despite this awareness, no one can blame one when power kicks in and when the other gets kicked out. Sad truth: the favored is favored.


Now, I am sure that trying to define your career can be the most draining. Not everyone will understand the idea that it is a process, not a one-time chance nor a single shot. Add to that the social pressure that comes with how people believe you should be doing, which is sometimes more grounded on what you have accomplished prior and what they think you should be oriented.


Sometimes when I think about this obsessively in one sitting, I cannot help but imagine how my life would be if I lived away from the city and its climbing-up-the-ladder pressure. What if I manage a small business, a simple one to support my needs but not much to keep me out of popular culture.


But humans as we are, we always make our way back to our senses. No matter the haze, we take a step every day. I still fear for this state to take a very long time, but walking along is the way forward.

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When the weight of the world moves with us, we readily save our tears in the bathroom. But on rare, moonlit nights, when we brave our very own eyes looking as though our mother's and swelling hearts that we still claim as ours, we write down our fears, big dreams, and that of anxiousness. For the said reason, this site exists.

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