There is this post, and there is that post – the one that I hardly edited because I write, as usual, in the spur of the moment, and going back means doubting, and doubting means fear, and fear means I freezing up and not writing at all. We don’t want to get there. But this week, I found the route towards a breakthrough, thanks to an app called Pacifica, but greatly to the knowledge that God is my remedy. I missed my morning meditation on a Saturday, but the thing I won’t miss is rewatching Hana Nochi Hare (花のち晴れ), the sequel to Boys Over Flower, where Haruto x Oto are giving me back those shoujo manga romance feels, and I am happy, because that’s how my manuscript feels like too.

Onto the tweets, because we need to use time wisely, and we mustn’t linger for nonsense.

Monday

Obviously had nothing to say on a Monday.

Tuesday

A strange dream! Because, why not?

It’s been a long time since I blogged about something else other than my weekend posts, so here, here:

The prude in me NEVER watched Bridget Jones UNTIL NOW

Wednesday

BINGO! This is me hitting a jackpot on finding a drama to watch, since it has been a looooong time since I committed myself to finishing a series. Hana Nochi Hare, although I was skeptical at the HanaDan premise, was AWESOME. One can never go wrong with Sugisaki Hana. And Hirano Sho is so adorable ugh I love these kids.

Thursday

And there it was. The surge of anxiety. It was my second-to-the-last day at driving school and I STILL did not get things right. My instructor was facepalming himself while laughing.

Of course, optimism.

On Thursday, I decided to face anxiety head on. Pacifica’s meditative series helped, truly, but nothing beats a vulnerable nightly devotion with God.

Friday

And then, morning came differently.

On my last day at driving school, I maneuvered the car on my own, and my confidence returned. I showed up with my stomach churning. And God showed up for me.

If I have any tip for you, about life and living, show up. Just show up. You’ll never really know. You just have to roll your fingers to a fist and tell yourself you gotta do it, no matter what. Then do it. God will show up for you. Show up. x