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015 Life of significance

It has been ages since the last time I wrote here. I have been busy for the past few days panning for my new-found business and mapping out my life. I am dreaming big and I dream a life of significance.

This is the first time that I am not excited for the first day of class. Maybe because I still don't know the people that I am going to meet. or maybe because I am not so much excited with the subject I am to teach. I know that this is temporary, once I meet my students, I know things will certainly change. There is so much life into teaching that death would not be able to conquer. I know enthusiasm will soon come back.

I hope that in a few days, I would be able to write down my dreams. I want to feel, smell, see, hear, and if possible, taste it. I want my dreams to become flesh and blood reality.

By the way, tomorrow i will be delivering a speech at the Metro Manila Toastmasters Club. My tentative title is DREAMWEAVER. I will post the speech at smarspeech soon.

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