Today is a Present February 7, 2010
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There’s something like new each day. Of course I know it. It’s a platitude.
You get to meet new people; and you are caught by surprise: they come when you least expect it.
Sooner you’ll realize the path leads to a common direction.
Maybe same interests. Same needs. Same art.
But you least expect it; and from there, you expect less and less.
You promise yourself you won’t commit the same mistakes again. Yet you wait and hope and expect.
When things get to be inspiring, you restrain the extent of your happiness: it’s enough that you’re happy for now–let tomorrow worry for itself.
Yet you harbor the thought that things can move on and do more. Will make you happier.
Because you can never tell.
Critical Monday February 16, 2009
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Monday is always crucial. It sets the tone for the rest of the week.
This Monday was no different. I had: unwanted get-up comment, sarcastic remark from a jeepney driver, people trying to mimic what I say.
Would I give in to these petty, inane asides? I didn’t. Hindsight, I could have. But there are better things in this world than reacting on stupidities. I shouldn’t.
Meantime, I can bid the day goodbye and sleep the sleep of the just.
