weekend wonderland

Santa,

Hi! You may not remember me but I made it to your list some years (maybe even decades) ago. You have been missing our block since then, not that I care. It may be the constant change in address that you were not able to bring me my gifts anymore. It may be that I have been a bad boy all those years.

Well, I don't expect you to come this year either. I have been a bad boy and coals on my socks on Christmas would'nt surprise me much. Once again, I will not make it to your list though I know that I have done enough bad deeds this year to not merit anything from your bag of goodies.

I wrote not to plea my case, but to thank you for the things that you I was able to enjoy after the one time that you put something on the sock that I hung some Christmas ago.

Thank you for making me wear my heart on my sleeve this year. It put me through some "troubles" but at the end of the day, I can sleep fitfully knowing that I expressed what I felt.

Thanks you for making me appreciate the simple things that make me smile each day. I found happiness in listening to the blind man singing his heart out on the street, I found it in blowing bubbles and playing catch with my brother, in climbing a mountain, in painting a room, in watching somebody sleep...

Thank you for all the lessons that I learned this year, through the silence and the noise. Through the simple gaze and the lovely smile.

I may not receive anything from your bag of goodies, but I do have lot to make me happy each day. Thanks for that!

Looking Forward to Another Year,
Paolo

I come home early, I switch on the lights to my room, change to more comfy clothes and lay back to relax after a day's work/play. This is when the monster inside my room comes, in no time it would devour me and regurgitate me 3 to 4 hours later. The monster of course, is my oh-so-comfy, float-on-a-cloud bed.

Naging expression ko na dati yung - sorry, kinain ako ng monster bed whenever someone would ask why I was not able to wake up earlier. Monster beds usually lure you after a hearty meal, after working out, their hunger seems to be insatiable. Other times, they would fail to regurgitate you, even after your alarm clock has woken up the entire household.

Monster beds though, are gentle creatures so one would feel relaxed when you spend sometime in their bellies. There certainly is a 95% plus survival rate when you encounter a monster bed attack. Survivors may suffer minor injuries like small cuts, minor stiffness and numbness of some body parts. Monsters like my monster beds are everywhere and they pounce when you least expect is (though the experience is not so bad, except when you're in the workplace - yari ka sa boss mo).

Feeling drowsy and too lazy to work? Chances are, there are "monsters" nearby wating to eat you alive, hehehe!

Lately, me nakita nako monster sofa, monster office chair, monster office desk, monster bus seat and so on...

It's good to feel the rain, whether it be falling above your head (on the roof, that is) or on your head. I have always enjoyed rainy days since it always meant staying indoors, sipping something hot and hibernating under the sheets. Rainy days, though do not encourage me from doing the things that you do on a sunny day - Playing under the rain is in my opinion, an experience that grown-ups and children alike should enjoy. Like most simple, everyday joys, walking in the rain do have some therapeutic effects (hmm, lately medyo lahat ng mga bagay therapeutic sakin. quarter-life anti-crisis, i think). Everything is put into a clearer perspective with the rain falling on your head, parang ang simple lang lahat. The world skips a beat on a rainy day, nature's way of reminding all creatures under the sun (and rain) to take a back seat and relax and enjoy the day. Rainy days have a way of re-assuring us that yes, the sun will come out tomorrow, and yes everything will be fresh and lovely and cheerful again.

Flowers are more colorful during rainy days.