Whispers

Gone
Hear the faint crash of waves
on the distant seashore.

Oceans apart
Hear the silence
Not even the beat of your heart.

And then back
Did you hear?
My heart's soft sigh.

Pause.

Recognition
Memories stirring
Everything's drowned out.

Hit play
Every bit, rushing in.

You smile
Remembered
And then said goodbye.

Keeping Awake

I have three best friends who keep me sane - there's Darwin, my soul's twin, Tappy, my soul sister and Anne, my pillar of hope. I don't see them that much since one is in Cebu, the other in Singapore and well my work brings me everywhere and it's quite hard to pin down meet-up dates. But they've been in my life for years now, most of my life and they know me best. Joys, pains, inside, outside, front, back, black, white, good and bad.

Tappy couldn't sleep the other night and wrote this about me:

I think she is always awake. Her eyes may be closed, she may be tucked in bed, but I know she is still awake. That woman has the talent of telling her mind and body to be awake at any time she wants it to. Which is why I am not surprised why she is able to do a million things in a day. It's amazing.

I unfortunately went to bed early that night and we were not able to chat. LOL.

Reading that made me pause and think. Don't I ever sleep? Don't I ever rest? Am I really always awake?

I guess so because I always have a gazillion things to do every day and even while I sleep my mind works. I strategize. I worry. I think about what I have to deliver. Goodness! I multi-task even while I'm asleep. That's why my parents get scared when I drive around, they know I'm thinking of something else while I'm driving.

Can I just add a teenie, bit here? - Someone who can make me rest.

Delirious Intentions

You'll know when I'm bothered about something when I post in this blog. Bothered, emo or deliriously happy perhaps. One of the extremes.

Sometimes there are just some things that really make me sad. Things that involve friends usually.

I've come to realize that not everything can really be rosy in this world. Ah, well, I've known that for a long time, but I always try to look at the bright side of things. And I'm hopelessly idealistic. It is difficult for me to believe that not everyone has good intentions. And that I am susceptible to such atrocities.

I hope these people would just lay off me. Get off my back! Let me do my mission in peace. Find another person to bug, to use, to manipulate. But, then again, I hope you just stop it and bug off.

If only there was Baygon to spray off these buggers...

I will just pray for them.