Sometimes, out of the strangest blue, life will just throw you fit you can’t find barricades to cover for it. Often, there are issues I thought would be best addressed when ignored and then run away from it. I won’t really call it cowardice, as what life experts would disclose it. But let’s just say, I play around civility and this idea of ‘bahala na si Batman’ thing as a form of buffer not to let the oil spill further.
This, hoping to find reprieve from life’s pressing matters and play everything by ear. But believe me when I say, in the end it’ll haunt you down to the edge of the Earth and unto the navel of the sea and soon you’ll realize that gaaahh! You can run indeed but you can never hide.
I know I have all these and more about facing this so called life glitches squarely, but it’s just that, sometimes, chickens should run for their lives or they’ll be ‘tinola’ in no time.
Living life really sucks sometimes. But I'm just glad there are chocolate cakes and ‘halo-halo’ to offset corrupted days all the time!
I’ve been so occupied lately with family and not-so family matters that finding time to get back on jogging track has been so challenging to do. Yeah, having kids to attend to lets you slacken some of the regular routines you do and before you know it you’ve totally ditched your schedules in favor of your herd. Well, same stories you hear here and there about moms trying to get back in shape yet can’t squeeze in time to do so.
I don’t do gym. I find running on a treadmill in an enclosed space so suffocating. Plus I don’t feel like I’ll be sweating in an air-conditioned space. So I do my jogging routine on this track.
Remember that quote, “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet”? I had my fair share of that line few days ago. I took a picture to share that moment with you. The man seems happy despite armless and walks practically jumping because he only has one leg. Seeing him is like seeing a thousand question marks stamp all over his body, one of those being - how does he eat?
Just when Karaoke is about to be banned in this city, I also has gotten this out-of-the-blue itch to cart out a set of flashy audio amplifiers I’ve been hankering at an appliance store downtown. Yes there’s this ordinance brewing up in Davao City banning Karaoke shortly before midnight - kind of statute to diminish noise pollution at holy hours of the night when people are supposed to be in bed dreaming.
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