Showing posts with label lazy sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lazy sunday. Show all posts
Monday, March 12, 2012
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Oh, Miles!
You fill my heart with joy. You're the best companion to anywhere and anything.
Don't you ever go away.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Sunday
Listening to my girls Laura Nyro and Joni Mitchell, with some sprinkling of Diane Birch and Carly Simon, dreaming of green hilltops and meadows full of flowers, of a wreath of blooms for my head and sunshine bouncing off glasses of sparkling wine...
Sunday, November 21, 2010
These days, I mainly just breeze along. With the minutes, with the hours, with the days. If you asked me now where my month has gone, I'd probably answer with a shrug, proof that time has, indeed, passed by without my knowing. My "days" end a couple of hours after the sun rises and I am usually to be found outside, talking to a colleague, or two, with my mind really flitting away into wondering where the hours have gone and did they have to go so quickly, and had I done all I had planned to do when the day began? The weekends drift by too quickly, and I hate that it has to be that way.
Whether the breezing along is a good thing or not remains to be seen because I have a nagging feeling that it could very well be just one manifestation of my determination to detach from things and detachment, though it wards away hurt and disappointment, could also leave one cold, and unfeeling, and just plain lonely. There are two sides to most things, that much we know.
So, how've you been?
Whether the breezing along is a good thing or not remains to be seen because I have a nagging feeling that it could very well be just one manifestation of my determination to detach from things and detachment, though it wards away hurt and disappointment, could also leave one cold, and unfeeling, and just plain lonely. There are two sides to most things, that much we know.
So, how've you been?
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Moments and Nescafe (this post is not an ad)
The moon was a shining, round plate last Friday, and it was a shame that I couldn't linger outside long enough to admire it. Three minutes, and that was it. Why couldn't we have more time to just do things like that--look at a full moon, listen to the sound of chirping birds, savor a butterfly-on-our-shoulder moment? The to-do lists beckon too strongly. We really should add "enjoy the evening quiet" to it.
On a different note, I think Nescafe's "Para Kanino Ka Bumabangon?" commercial is really nice. Tugged at my heart strings the first time I saw it, as it made me realize that although we have different reasons for plodding on and facing the grind of the repetitive everyday, it really is the people we love we wake up in the morning for. I couldn't find it on YouTube, sayang.
Ikaw, para kanino ka bumabangon?
On a different note, I think Nescafe's "Para Kanino Ka Bumabangon?" commercial is really nice. Tugged at my heart strings the first time I saw it, as it made me realize that although we have different reasons for plodding on and facing the grind of the repetitive everyday, it really is the people we love we wake up in the morning for. I couldn't find it on YouTube, sayang.
Ikaw, para kanino ka bumabangon?
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