englishman in new york

two and a half years later, i realized that i am living my life in the past..its hard to exaplain but i feel that i have drifted in a self induced stagnation...i feel i am standing still in the middle of nowhere for all this time,not knowing what to do and where to go..i feel that i have been giving too much value to who i was, still basking in the glory that has long gone..i guess i need to know where i am heading ..one of my co-workers asked me " are you going back to the philippines? i did not want to say home because canada is your home now.." really? that question really made me think of who i am now and what is my purpose in being here, in this place..everytime i remember sting's song i realized i will always be an englishman in new york and the place where i came from will always be home..

hanging on to what i had was not such a bad idea after all..its a great memory ..i just need to let go a little bit in order for some sort of progression to happen in my life..i guess what i need to know is a way to figure out what's next cause until now i do not have a clue..just proves that life is such a journey..just some scattered thoughts from all over..