The initial damp breaths of August have exhaled and here we are.
We’re back to braving floods and heavy rains to go to work. Lots of road policies have been institutionalized by the new mayor of Manila. So commuters riding buses must start their morning routines earlier than usual, as they would not anymore hop onto buses they normally ride – those overloading buses that tend to crowd the narrow lanes of the city. Rather, they must take other modes of transportation and hence pay more or go to the proper bus terminals in Manila following the city ordinance that was implemented last July 23, 2013.
I’m positively affected by this though. 😀 Now, I only have bicycles, motorcycles, jeepneys and taxis to hate as they hinder my lane swiftly without prior signals.
Moving on, life has been very colorful from the last week of July to present. Each day starts out like a blank white canvas. And as the day progresses, work creeps up and I would have crappy, miserable and insanely-awful stress levels.
My workstation is where I hang up my personal and “jovial” self next to my blazer and trudge off to get things done. Deadlines have been harder to beat, as responsibilities pile over. I have been busier than ever, running five ongoing projects at the same time. Meetings and emails force me even further as they require spicing up my train of thoughts to let ideas erupt and hopefully provide a sane response to situations upfront.
Where’s the humor? Where’s the peace? They’re quite hard to find. There has been so much noise going on. Mentally and physically, I feel drained. Being stressed does not feel like breaking an arm or being diagnosed with some deadly disease, but still…
From any angle though, each canvas is completed full of light at the end of each day. I let it dry and hang it on a mantle. I scratch my head and say…
My, my. What a beautiful piece.
All good things, wrapped up into this little life of mine, and I am thankful.