*alarm clock rings*
Snooze button pressed. Back turns to face the wall.
*alarm clock rings again*
Attempts to get up. Succeeds. Because a to-do list was being formed in my semi conscious state for the day. Deadlines! No time, no time. Drags body to the bathroom. Ass on the bowl. While stealing a few winks, the crowded mind said, "Another Monday, another week ahead. What next?"
*cars exchanging honks with one another*
Stuck in downtown traffic. Thought continues and stored in various SMS drafts to keep from nodding off.
"Life is overrated. It is merely a series of routines. Where some become mundane. A humdrum. There are exceptions every now and then. Good ones that glitter like birthdays, holidays, promotions, surprises etc. The bad and ugly ones that create the lacklustre in life like accidents, heartaches, disappointments etc. When an exception is triggered by us or through our surrounding external factors, one of two things can and will happen. It is either the exception will morph into a routine, blending itself into our daily lives and assuming the place of ordinariness OR it takes hold and absorbs all the glory it is allowed at that given moment in time and becomes what is called a memory. And this memory can be a fond recollection or a flashback that scars the soul. We will collect and gather these exceptions as we go through different phases in our lives that will ignite many feelings. Some we never considered to be possible. Life's routines with its exceptions will debut themselves over and over again as we age until everything comes to a stop. A halt. A standstill. Then, we die."
Don't even know if I'm making sense here with my laments. I guess I'm experiencing the blues. The typical Monday blues. Hopefully it's just that and not the foundation to reveal a bigger picture. Work is consuming me. So many things to do, so little time. Many exceptions that bring about negative feelings will be spurred. It's sad when you already foresee the week even though it has barely started.
Hence, I will welcome good exceptions with open arms. Even if it's one dosage. If that is all I deserve, if that is all that comes my way, it's better than nothing.
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