A little more

Day 7.

It's been a while since I lose track of the days of the week, time of the day and day of the month.

I just know it's still August. Ive been waking up at noon (breakfast and lunch overlaps), sleeping anytime my eyes feel heavy 3x a day ( sometimes past dinner waking up hungry).

Not even going out the front gate if I am not hungry, staying indoor until sundown. Reading the book that makes me confused and now almost halfway through it.

If not for the torrential rains I'd be anywhere but home i think.

Ah, staying home is more sustainable in my pocket.

Introverts know.

August Rush

Day 1.

I woke up and my thoughts were still about my previous work and those people. I shrugged it off my mind and went on for the day.

As I drove back home at sunset, I was greeted with orange hues and clear skies. I was literally awed. 

Then I started to embrace that tomorrow no responsibility, of that sort, awaits me nor unacceptable treatment anymore. I felt relieved.

I turned on the music. Parokya ni Buchokoy singing in the background. I reflected. When was the last time I felt easy, going home witnessing that beautiful sunset? Ah, that was some 6 years in the past, when I resigned from my first work.

I did not notice, as time passed by me, ahead of me, little by little, I had pushed myself too hard. It became toxic. 

I really needed this kind of break.

On the other hand, today, I received 2 good news. News about the aspects of my life that has gotten out of place. But there are 3 of them.  I wonder if God has lost count of the third one?