flight of fancy

Chopper rides have been one of the fringe benefits of this job. I enjoy it immensely. There's nothing like seeing a mission come to its fruition. That is itself is its own reward.

It's been a really long day organizing this flight - 8 hours long in fact. But as soon as the chopper landed, adrenaline kept me going once again. And as Timothy and Soula flew off into the sunset, back to the sea of lights in Manila, a wave of contentment flooded over me. Can't help thinking proudly to myself "See, that's how it's done!".

I've been at this job for 8 years now. And I have to say that it's been quite a wild ride. It's hard not to take things seriously in my line of work. But for some reason I have always felt that I was meant to be here. Maybe my mom just brainwashed me too much that I really didn't think of doing anything else or maybe it really is my calling. Who knows? What I do know though, is that when you have been blessed enough to have been given all these opportunities, you too are duty bound to give back -- to the world, to life -- by being the best that I could be and more.

I have to be completely honest though. I'm totally having a hard time writing a blog, because I feel so naked in front of strangers. And I don't think anyone else would be interested in anything that I had to say -- talk about insecurity...But at 4 o'clock in the morning I think I'm entitled to feel what I want to feel, right? So from now on, I will resolve to write this blog like I talk to myself and pretend that no one is reading it except me. So I will now write, not to impress you, but to express me -- which is how it ought to be.

So I will let my thoughts fly fancy free and simply enjoy the experience. Hopefully, there'll be something to learn from this forced introspection.

In this flight of fancy, I hope to discover ME.