Non-stop dailies

Right now, I’m exhausted. All I want to do is settle down somewhere and grab a nice cup of coffee.

Ah…yes…just what I need. A cup of freshly brewed cappuccino, a slice of carrot cake, an uptown, urban café that costs me too much money but also this quiet, empty space where no one can find me, no one knows who I am, and no one to interrupt my thoughts.

I just realized today, although it seems like any other normal day for me, involved a lot of moving around. Started the day by entering office, despite the rain, had the usual, which basically means nothing similar to the day before. I love my job. It’s fun and exciting and dynamic and I’m always doing something different every day.

And then hospital to visit the sis by lunch and spent some good time with that tough cookie. Traveled back eastward to the gym, and then headed to the library to get some ‘work’ done, and then to the airport to send the uncle off.

And I’m not kidding you; everyday’s routine is kinda like that for me. No surprise why I seldom have time to blog or even write an email to catch up with old friends and such. My group mates have called me SuperHuman…but some times I admit defeat to fatigue and back down and every thing just come tumbling down.

Too much on my plate to worry about now I wish there is some way to make the world go slower or time to slow down or give me more than 24 hours a day and more than 7 days a week. It just needs to. I just feel like I’m whizzing through life that I don’t get to savour really special significant moments or even learn about the significance of why the trivial ones even happen. I don’t know.

I’m just tired. Don’t mind me.

Non-stop dailies

Right now, I’m exhausted. All I want to do is settle down somewhere and grab a nice cup of coffee.

Ah…yes…just what I need. A cup of freshly brewed cappuccino, a slice of carrot cake, an uptown, urban café that costs me too much money but also this quiet, empty space where no one can find me, no one knows who I am, and no one to interrupt my thoughts.

I just realized today, although it seems like any other normal day for me, involved a lot of moving around. Started the day by entering office, despite the rain, had the usual, which basically means nothing similar to the day before. I love my job. It’s fun and exciting and dynamic and I’m always doing something different every day.

And then hospital to visit the sis by lunch and spent some good time with that tough cookie. Traveled back eastward to the gym, and then headed to the library to get some ‘work’ done, and then to the airport to send the uncle off.

And I’m not kidding you; everyday’s routine is kinda like that for me. No surprise why I seldom have time to blog or even write an email to catch up with old friends and such. My group mates have called me SuperHuman…but some times I admit defeat to fatigue and back down and every thing just come tumbling down.

Too much on my plate to worry about now I wish there is some way to make the world go slower or time to slow down or give me more than 24 hours a day and more than 7 days a week. It just needs to. I just feel like I’m whizzing through life that I don’t get to savour really special significant moments or even learn about the significance of why the trivial ones even happen. I don’t know.

I’m just tired. Don’t mind me.