What snack would you eat right now?

Glazed sweet potato.

Come up with a crazy business idea.

I would like to pick up every sex workers in the street, groom them up and put them under employment contract. Have them wait while I arrange them appointments rather than chasing jerks on the streets.

I want to keep them legally safe, client’s have to agree with the terms and conditions, before they could get my employee’s services. With the right price and legal conditions, they might be able to live a better life than spend it on the streets unsafe and no future.

Isn’t this idea crazy?😌

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

I have never been given the leisure of having a new pair shoes may it be for school or everyday causal use…when you are a person who walks a lot, it is important to have a comfortable shoes.

In an in-depth meaning….I am the kind of person who enjoys walking or obsesses with the comfort a pair of shoes could give me. However, since I was never given the chance to have it when I was younger. I grew up and turned into an adult who became even more obsessed with shoes and the comfort that I get from it whenever I choose and buy for my self.

What is your mission?

Simple..live life..to the fullest meaning possible.

What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

I only wish to live until 60 years old. Since I was a teenager, I already have this in my head. I don’t wish to reach that part of my life where I don’t remember anything or struggle to remember all, especially those whom I dearly love.

Being sick and ill…

Apart from the fact that my memory will cause me pain, being sick is a no. I have been working well to keep my body healthy and fit at my best. Watching it fall or deteriorate is painful, it’s a thought that I couldn’t imagine becoming real or experiencing in the future.

I wanted to die sane, with a normal memory, I wanted to bid goodbye to the people I treasure the most so they won’t have to suffer a great loss when my time comes. I don’t want to bother anyone when I am sick, I just want people around me to live their lives while I live mine. I want our goodbye to be wonderfully remembered, I wanted to carry on with a clear memory of them with me.

What could you do differently?

Decision making…

If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?

Live it the way you want it!

Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?

Years ago, I was the type of person who allowed my past to take part in my current. Which resulted in a dimmer future and a very struggling present. I get easily angry whenever my past haunts me, I get irritated when my past reminds me of faces. I get so damn fucked up whenever my past comes flashing, it brought me to nowhere but my fall. My life, it was as dark as of the night skies without the moon and the stars.

One day..

Then came a time, I came to my senses. Knowing the fact that instead of walking with my head held high and with both my feet on the ground, I was crawling, instead of running I knew that I was rolling my way out. It was heavy, everything, they’re circling and stuck. Same place, same faces, same me. It was all blurry and heavy. I have decided to examine, what is it. What I was lacking? What was it that made my life seem so miserable instead of a privilege it felt like a burden. I breathed, but I couldn’t hear my heartbeat. I smile, but couldn’t even define what happiness means. I laughed, but deep inside I was breaking. What went wrong? And what should I do? One day, I question myself. What is it that you want? What is it and where are you heading?

In between…

In between past and present, pain hides. It lurked. It stays. It was carved, the more painful my past is, the heavier and darker my present is. The more my future blurs. No light, no hope, faith is faltering. Why? Why would I allow my past to toy with me? Why have I let my emotions get me? Why did I let people stomp on me? Why? Why? Just why?

Why should I let my past control my present, pollute my future and control me?

It was a struggle, it took a lot of time for me to get over. I did all I could and was supposed to. Just so I can free myself. There is no better teacher than of our past, that’s a given and it’s a fact. It’s just that, it should allow and keep us moving forward. It should not manipulate, hold and stop us from living. Yeah, I do not spend time thinking of my past. I choose to stpp forward and think of my present. It is..

Present over past and future….for once my present gets through things. My future will reveal itself to me…

What is the greatest gift someone could give you?

I am the type of person who doesn’t find joy in material things, I prefer connection. The deeper kind of connection of which someone knows what are you going through even without you telling anyone, someone who notices my silence and acknowledge my noise. That kind of connection when I am being looked at, than ignored.

Deep bond, deep connection…the greatest feeling of wanted and need. Not for convenience but for the mere fact that my existence matters and my presence is being acknowledged. Not in a superficial way but in a deeper means.