Hanging aroundNothin' to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down Rainy Days and Mondays, The Carpenters First, I love The Carpenters but I don't hate rainy days and Mondays. I used to love the rain. And I used to love Mondays. Keywords: "USED TO." In fact, I loved rainy days. As a sweaty person, I avoided any and all chances of being under the sun and getting sweaty. Growing up, I barely commuted, except going to school and going back home a few times in high school. And for a few semesters in college. And when I started working as an adult, I also barely commuted. Hence, no real reason to hate rainy days. Even when there were flooding in some areas or when traffic was a hassle, I did not mind it much. When finding a cab is a hassle because of heavy rains, I would just spend time at a cafe or wherever I am and just wait it out. I did not mind the rain or its hassles. Plus, rainy days and nights also make the weather cooler and more comfortable for me. Rainy days would usually be spent sleeping in or just lounging…
Category: life
Dear Love 08.22.2022
Dear Love, It's me again. I just wanted to write today. I have been meaning to do something. I never thought I would seriously consider it. I never did. You know me. I know I will not be good at it or the best at it, I do not even try. But this time... I want to do it. Like think about it everyday kind of want. I do not have a good enough reason other than the thought would not leave my mind. And though it scares me, it excites me and makes me think I should have tried it a long time ago. Will you jump in with me? I need you there. Will you smile and be proud of me? Are you going to tell me I did well even if I end up being mediocre? As I write this, I am listening to songs that remind me of days when I was a little bit more confident. When I thought I was the best and infallible. When I did not have plans but it did not matter because I was smart and good at almost everything. The songs also remind me of the days that inspire…
Dear Love
Dear Love, I have been planning to write this for a few days now. Despite how complicated what we had was, you were the only one who really saw me. You listened to me. Tried to understand me. Remembered things I mentioned. Consoled me when I needed it. I guess what I am trying to say is "thank you!" For the longest time, I kept on asking myself why our memories mean much to me. We did not have much. Not much time nor memories together. Yet what we had... whatever it was, it still means much to me. And it struck me. You truly saw and understood who I am. And I haven't realized that there are so few so who did that for me, made me feel seen and understood. Like my problems mattered. As if what I said had meaning. That my victories, big and small, were things I should be proud of. While I regret so much of what happened between us, I am still grateful because you always listened. You were always there to comfort me. You never insisted on solving my problems for me but you were always ready to help when I asked…
Dear Love
Dear Love, The past few weeks have been great. The past two days have been especially wonderful. I have been laughing and also been very productive. But today, just a few moments ago, I read a piece of fiction that I have already previously read. I loved it when I first read it. It is a happy end to a sad story. So when I saw it again, I re-read the last few parts. But it made me sad. And suddenly, tears were about to fall. And I found it difficult to move, to lift the glass of water, to stand up. I felt weak. I do not know why. To be honest, I do not want to know why it made me sad. I have things to do. But this, I can do to try to lessen the pain. Or numb myself. I write about it. Tell this story to you. There is nothing more than a sad story here. No lesson, no insight. Nothing new. Just me being randomly sad and not feeling ok for no particular reason. I do not want to cry it out or sleep it off because I really want to finish what I…
Dear Love 02/22
Dear Love, It has been a long time. I have been meaning to write for weeks now but I always forgot to do so. Not because I have no reason to share but, well, because I have been too preoccupied. And I have also started journaling. My entries are mostly short and not as profound as I would like them to be. I often write about an hour before I sleep. So I am usually sleepy or tired. I am still undecided about how I should proceed with journaling. Should I just do as I do now and write about whatever my thoughts are at the end of the day? Or should I try to be more creative? I do want to try to do creativity exercises but I am still unsure about that. My days have been long and productive since January 1. But the past week has been hard. Nothing bad happened. Nothing big really. I was just exhausted. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. I did not plan to rest or take a break but I slept late on Monday because of F1 and was happy to see that I had coincidentally scheduled Tuesday as rest day. And I…
How I Start My Day [Morning Routine]
Good day! How has your January been so far? Mine has been interesting. It has been almost a month and I am now confident to share with you my morning routine. For the first time in a long time, I had nowhere to go on New Year's Eve. I was not feeling too well but I wanted to do something. A few hours before midnight, I decided to act as if it was just an ordinary day and do as I would like to do the rest of the year. 2021 started off with a hearty meal which I ate at around 12 midnight. After eating, I proceeded with the routine that I wanted to follow the rest of the year. I followed this routine for a few days and decided to consult a Physical Therapist / Trainer to make sure it is a healthy routine. More importantly, I wanted to know if it would help me in achieving my fitness goals. She suggested some adjustments and I have so far been enjoying my "mornings" better. Note the quotation marks on "mornings" since I do not always wake up in the morning. Simply put, this is how I start my…