resentment of living in the little things, of being happy in the repercussions of a single manner one does. they are the ones neglected because just as they are the beads of happiness in our every day, they are, constant miniature of what is unrequited.
Things are quite unexpected lately. Someone offered me a job and declining would be the most stupid thing and I did. I was supposed to visit my friends in Iloilo and then again, I paid for rebooking fee. I bought a 2011 planner but it's still clean, ink-free. Now, I'm asking myself.
Last year was a great year. I traveled Asia for four times in a row, I traveled almost 26 times going back and forth in some cities in the country. I was able to wake up in Hongkong just to receive birthday greetings in Facebook. Thanks Cebu Pacific to a lot of hard work, though. Needless to say, I splurged a countless dinners and weekend drinking sprees with friends. I lived in a hotel when I need to be peacefully admitted. I paid for massages just to feel good. I woke up before the midnight of 24th just to kiss my parents and utter Christmas greetings. That was a good life, after all.
Now, how will I start the year? Do I have to plan? Do I need to chase December so I can brag say to other people "hey, my life is great this year".
Today, I didn't plan my life. I didn't write in my planner. I didn't splurge. I just took photos to remind me that today is a special day that I have to live, even it owes me a lot of answers. This photo is one of those I took. Not so great but pretty much a good reminder.
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