Minsan ay sumusuko rin pala ang utak. Sa halip na ganahan magsulat, ang focus ay madaling mawala sumaglit lang ang mga bagay na gumugulo sa aking diwa. Minsan naman ay nasa gitna ka na ng iyong rumination, (habang nagblo-blog) pero dahil sa isang maling salita, sa maling placement ng idea, at sa kagustuhan mong i-flesh out ang mga detalye habang nagse-self edit nang hindi pa tapos ang iyong entry, biglang nawawalang parang bula ang mga nais mong sabihin.
Gaya ngayon, ang dami-dami kong gusto isulat, ngunit magsisimula pa lang ako't bigla kong maiisip, "puro sulat na lang, wala naman akong natatapos." Just the same, heto at nag-aattempt pa rin ako ulit. Baka naman matapos kong mag word-vomit ay may patutunguhan rin ang entry na Y' Media. The problem lies not with the idea. There's always something to write. The challenge is how to lay down your thoughts the way you would like it to be read.
Sa ilang sandali na lang ay tapos na ang shift. I didn't know my accomplishments at work, pero siguro naman, praising my team for doing a good job should be enough. I was able to finish two articles for Bentusi and earned extra money for it, pero hindi pa rin ako satisfied. Maybe because when she mentioned the new editor was super strict, may bigla akong naalala.
Traumatized pa rin ako matapos ang mga kaganapan nung isang linggo.
Schedule ng gym ko today, pero parang tinatamad akong mag-work out. I still need to finish several raketship articles para may extra pera, pero trip ko ang matulog. I have to accompany mom to check her pension details tomorrow pero dahil sa hapon iyon mangyayari, parang nakakatamad rin lumakad.
Nasanay kasi akong si Baabaa ang kasama ko tuwing palubog ang araw.
I'd try not to sugarcoat this entry. Hope it doesn't come out as a rant. I ate oatmeal for the nth time for dinner but I stay flab pa rin. I added my colleague sa Twitter account after learning he reads my timeline. I hope this exposure would demystify me at work. I was invited to a no-holds barred meeting when I return on Thursday but I don't know how to deliver my piece.
It's 2 minutes before 10. I have nothing more to say and I'm quite satisfied with this entry. Maybe just a little rest, a clarity walk while listening to club music going to Eclipse, a sumptuous meal of Kowloon Siopao, which I expect when I get home tonight. An hour's workout and a little recollection of good things that happened to me today and I would be okay.
Lately, I'm seeing my personal life as a clutter. Perhaps, a change of outlook would return things in order.