This is a true story.
A few years back, i had this weird obsession with matchboxes so i would pass by the grocery (or when i would happen to pass by someone selling matches) and buy a bunch of matchboxes. I never had a reason why I would do that… i would wonder to myself, “why in the world do i even do this?” i guess it was all for fun and i just wanted to collect a bunch of matchboxes. until one day i realized i was collecting too much and all i did was use them to light my cigarettes. lol i came up with this idea that every day i would light a match for someone, think about them until the flame dies. it did became an everyday thing and i’ve been doing it for 2 years now.
i guess my lighting a match for different people is a symbolism and a small gesture that i want to do, to make up for all the shit i’ve done in my life. i can’t change the world, i can’t drastically do something “WOW” to help the ones i love and care for, or even the ones i don’t appreciate (i did NOT say hate), but i believe in the spiritual power of man. Through spiritual powers, it transcends to physical powers. our thoughts and our ideas are something we cannot touch or see, it’s when we act upon it that it becomes physical. well, that’s what i believe in. so… ive lit hundreds of matches, thought of hundreds of people (yes, i repeat people), and i just want to say that i think about you even if you think that I don’t think about you.

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