these days, i pay very close attention to signs. i stop, look and listen to everything around me because i don’t want to miss anything. if i left everything up to me, i’d sit there plotting charts and imagining every possible scenario before even attempting to make a decision or any kind of progress. <\/p>\n
i came home tonight with every intention of grabbing some pancit palabok,<\/i> making a phone call or two, unpacking my kitchen boxes, organizing my bedroom, and maybe even taking another bubble bath, but when i opened the front door, i was greeted by my new roommate and her old roommate sitting on the sofa, chit-chatting about things. they were on their way out to the coffee table<\/a> and asked if i wanted to come. without hesitation, i said yes. unpacking can wait, i thought to myself. phonecalls can wait. obsessing can wait.<\/p>\n but friends can’t, and off we went, down the windy road, to the bottom of the hill.<\/p>\n fifteen minutes became an hour became two hours became three, and the conversation tumbled from food to family to work to love. i laughed so much, and i knew that i’d made the right choice. not just tonight, but to move into this apartment, to stay at my job, to live my life the way i have been. to be where i am. (i try not to let myself regret, anymore.)<\/font><\/p>\n