ang thoughts ko kanina sa taxi

running on a treadmill.

thats pretty much my life.

constantly moving
profusely sweating
occasionally hyperventilating

where am i going? NOWHERE!!!

what if i am one of them people who are so deeply rooted, they die exactly as they were born. no better. no worse.

okay. being deeply rooted is actually a quasi-valid, somewhat-acceptable excuse for being stagnant. at least it connotes a firm foundation. but what if you're just plain lazy or scared to actually move forward. or worse, what if you're just too heavy na hindi ka narin carry ng gulong ng palad.

sometimes i really hate cab rides.