Tuesday, April 7, 2015

drift |drɪft|
- a continuous slow movement from one place to another
verb [no obj.]
- be carried slowly by a current of air or water

drift apart
phrasal verb
- (of two or more people) gradually become less intimate or friendly

Just like other aspects in life, the word itself can be taken in either negative or positive, which I’ll elaborate on both sides based on my very own perspective. The past month has been rocky for me, leaving myself no time to sleep let alone write. So I’m grabbing the opportunity while I can breathe a little away from the everyday hustle.


After just a month of witnessing television show production, contributing to program operation and basically learning a few ins and outs of the telly media practitioner life, one knows how much work buzz is drifted down the hall both at the office and at home.

Something I’ve waited for so long finally came, and well, what more could I ask for? Despite its demands, excitement lingers neutralizing the panic inside. It’s no question how much I enjoy bugging people to appear in our shoot for interviews and looking to the deepest, darkest ends of the unknown to find case studies.

With some doubts peeking once in a while, to stay strong and let not fear interfere is the goal of the newbie by far.


No shame, once and for all. The first step is always the most difficult. To accept that what my gut tells me has been right all along—that we, argument after argument, are drifting apart (sadly enough, might be for good). That what has been a habit turns to dust in a blow.

We get old, yet we never grow up. Our friendship, which we thought was best, grew evidently unhealthy. We fought more than we could converse. We stopped even before we started. I’m done, and I’m sure so are you. Without verbal goodbyes, we both know it’s a mutual decision of getting over the tiresome tug-of-war between your best friend and your girl. And let’s no longer deny, we’ve revoked the titles we’ve held for years. It’s so overdue; we tried. But we know that for now, we’re probably better off each other. Perhaps, it’s the space we long needed.

To gain and to lose two different things at the same time are both overwhelming in their own ways. But they meet somewhere in the middle, where to adjust is the biggest challenge drifting or drifting apart has as a counterpart. Whichever, cheers to the doors that open even if some, on the other end, close.