High & Dry
Haven't been able to sustain blogging habits, for a long time. I guess, i've depended less on it as an outlet for surpressed emotions in recent times.
I dunno how to write as convicted as i once was. That ernie once-upon-a-time; speaking through the fingers through to the keyboard.
And i'm not sure i'm enjoying updating people on my life too.
I'll find a nice weekend night to blog about europe (and upload pictures) when i feel inspired to do so.
Two weeks ago, i was still a young backpacker, carrying the weight of her bag on her shoulders; Today she's made to quickly bear the responsibilities of a different kind. Officially, its day 2 of real work, and i'm asking if i'm able to sustain in this industry. Not saying tat i'm dying, but i am forcing myself to think quickly of what it inspires me, that would make work less of a chore. Again, i emphasize, i'm not dying here, just tat i need to make work, relevant to my life.
The happiest moments (one/some of them) was when i could apply what i learn/know in those classes of Arts: East and West in some of Europe's famous museums. I know its time to pay my dues, and i'm not going to run away from it.
After work today, i realise tat i'm developing periods of inertia in my daily routine: u know, inertia: plain doing nothing, stoning for its therapeutic calmness. Makes one wonder, if there's anything better than the feeling of inner calmness.
Trying to think of a smart story to write. Havent done tat for so long.
I miss appreciating myself.
Short term goal: free my evening on thursday for Gotham Penthouse.
Long term goal:???
I dunno how to write as convicted as i once was. That ernie once-upon-a-time; speaking through the fingers through to the keyboard.
And i'm not sure i'm enjoying updating people on my life too.
I'll find a nice weekend night to blog about europe (and upload pictures) when i feel inspired to do so.
Two weeks ago, i was still a young backpacker, carrying the weight of her bag on her shoulders; Today she's made to quickly bear the responsibilities of a different kind. Officially, its day 2 of real work, and i'm asking if i'm able to sustain in this industry. Not saying tat i'm dying, but i am forcing myself to think quickly of what it inspires me, that would make work less of a chore. Again, i emphasize, i'm not dying here, just tat i need to make work, relevant to my life.
The happiest moments (one/some of them) was when i could apply what i learn/know in those classes of Arts: East and West in some of Europe's famous museums. I know its time to pay my dues, and i'm not going to run away from it.
After work today, i realise tat i'm developing periods of inertia in my daily routine: u know, inertia: plain doing nothing, stoning for its therapeutic calmness. Makes one wonder, if there's anything better than the feeling of inner calmness.
Trying to think of a smart story to write. Havent done tat for so long.
I miss appreciating myself.
Short term goal: free my evening on thursday for Gotham Penthouse.
Long term goal:???
posted by ernie bernie at 10:43 PM
4 Comments:
Long-term goal....appreciate yourself, look forward to personal growth, see beauty in the little things in life ;)
Long-term goal:Remember to go back to Europe -this time living the hi- life of gondola rides, murano glass and west end musicals:)
LT goal: become partner
Hahahah...
I like all three suggestions! really.
Especially J's suggestion.
Well, i rather become some "sleeping partner" if you know wat i mean..*wink*
i think, the long term goal, should be, to learn to live..
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