Hi my name is Augustus or Ogot for short. I live for the moment and I treasure every moment, and Oh! I'm a frustrated photographer by the way.

I wish I have a map, so I can draw a line towards my destination, the easiest way possible. I wish I have a map, so I can avoid unpleasant stopovers and whatnot and have a better journey. If I have my own map, I know better— I’d know better and won’t get lost.

There are words that you know true but never hear it from other people but when you do, the cut goes to the bone. Words don’t bring someone down, but reality does. These things sometimes make someone to stop dreaming.

I have these thoughts, hopes, wishes, and shooting stars. All of it are in my hands close to my heart. But I don’t know how long can I hold on to it ‘cause I’m overshadowed by fear. I am tired walking, I’m tired wishing on every star, and I’m tired of praying.

Just when you thought you’re almost there, you aren’t close enough. I’m running in circles. I am in despair and I’m out of prayers. Things go out of hand everyday, faking a smile can’t handle the way I look at everything. I am broken.

I actually don’t remember everything what people tell me. But when I say I remember it, then there’s a 98% that I do. Maybe I don’t remember how exactly I got hurt, but I can remember how it feels and how many times I felt it.

I want to convince myself that nothing will change, that things will  be the same every day and forever. But even when the universe had conspired to have two souls collide and be together as one, it doesn’t mean the world owes you a lifetime of bliss.
I want to convince myself that moments happen and I have to be excited for  good things to happen instead of fretting to what-may-happen and what-could-not-happen. I want to be as happy as a pig in shit or a happy camper, but maybe I wasn’t built that way.
Everything takes long to happen and I don’t know where will time take me. Nothing is wrong, but I feel less. I guess this is how it feels to have no clue with your journey.
I am helplessly and hopelessly wondering why things have to happen and change so fast around me. Like as if I am in on a fast car in a fast lane without any stopovers and what not.
It’s been months and i still feel the same, I want a ticket out of this mess and be in a place where I want to be point blank.
I hope that I still have a dream and the spark that I have inside doesn’t die. I hope to start seeing forever. I hope I can still hold my breath and stay hover until the end.
It’s a cold reality, and the more I try to push things to happen the more I disappoint myself. I thought I’d be happy by now but I guess I have to let go of the control and let things to happen. I want to keep going like how my heart pumps blood to keep me alive.

Another day at work today. Working with a heavy heart, I’m beginning to lose my interest with my work, it’s not good at all to begin with since I need this job to be, somehow, financially stable. I think it’s a good reason for me to stay here, I don’t have a choice though since I have a contract to fill in for 2 years that started November of last year.
I want to do something that I know and feel will make me truly happy. Something that I learned to love with all my heart, without a space for lost of interest. Something that I want to do every day without bleeding out.
Maybe my 2-year contract is not that long, maybe I won’t notice it. Maybe I should not think selfishly. I need this job, because I have no where to go. Because my choice closed its door at me when I decided to do this job. It happend because of a reason, because I need this job. Wanting it will take time, maybe not now, tomorrow, or next week. Maybe someday.

A few days from today, I’ll turn quarter and two, but I don’t think I’ll cebrate. I never had a birthday party, or at least as far as I could remember. I guess I’m not that kind of person who celebrates the day he was born, or probably I expect that someone would throw one for me. If you’ll ask me, I can’t remember a happy birthday— party hats, birthday cake, birthday gifts, a surprise party nor a birthday song.

Have you ever had that blissful thought that created a little spark in you and made you want the ember to burn until it completely shine at its brightest? I have that feeling now and I don’t want to let it die with my dreams and hopeful soul. I know things will go in place in the right time, so I look forward with heads up for twenty-fourteen. There is so much to do and I don’t want this feeling to disappear for the world.