10:23 AM Okay. So this is the second entry for today. Actually I am rewriting the draft I made an hour back. Too bad I wasn’t able to save it. Anyways, I updated the program and since no prompts were made, I thought that the draft was save. But then lo and behold! It’s a clean page!

Well, this is nice though, I get to write a new entry for today. It’s a little sunnier than when I woke up. The cool morning was the result of the drizzle mixed with sunshine, which is a good thing. I welcome Saturdays such as this. It allows for one to pause, contemplate and at least get a breather from the busy work week.

I love that there is just that random background sounds testifying to the usual quiet rural living: vehicles passing by mixed with chirping birds and domestic chores.
There’s the inviting laid back vibe. It beckons me to just sit in a corner drink warm coffee and read a book. Hmmm~~ Maybe, I’ll do just that. 

5:28 PM So far, I haven’t had much reading. My mind is filled with the thought for having to be somewhere later. I ask myself why am so bothered by it. I take a deep breath and then tell myself, “It’s okay. You can rest.”

Lord, please allow my weekends to be free of fret and worry. Allow me to face the tasks I have to accomplish with grace, empathy and wisdom. Remind me of the things that I can do as well as the things that I have to entrust to you.

9:09 PM The day's almost done. From morning until sundown, today's activities followed one single theme: waiting.

Waiting for the time to get ready to go to school... Waiting for the drawing test to finish... waiting for the next one in line for the verifying items on a checklist... Waiting... Just waiting...

By the time Monday comes, I would still be sitting in that familiar corner... waiting... still waiting...

Lord, grant me patience especially in the days to come. Also, thank you for making this day a cheery one amidst all the waiting. 

7:43 AM I woke up earlier than I had expected. Maybe because I've spent the bulk of the 2-day holiday sleeping in and just being around not really getting into a major project or any of that sort. It's chilly today. Rain is in the weather forecast.

I whisper to myself, "It's okay."

I got out of bed and made my way downstairs to have breakfast of biscuits and coffee.

8:57 PM I got my laptop setup in its usual spot in my bedroom. The day as a whole seemed a little dreary for my taste. The weather just couldn't make up its mind.  It didn't rain but the sun hid itself behind the clouds. It was cold.

It feels like I am reaching for something that's just a little bit out of my range. I do hope tomorrow will be better.

Lord, I feel like today is just one of those days that seems to force one to take it easy. Thank you for transactions made easy. Also, may the days ahead be cheery.  

10:30 AM I've pretty much lived within a routine. I get up, dress up, go to work, go home, sleep and then repeat the cycle the following day. Yep! It gets a little too old very quickly and I do need to allow for things and activities that try to shift them around. It doesn't necessarily have to be major activities or even going out. It's just simple things that break the cycle like painting, writing poetry, reading non-work related books, or even just walking along the city sidewalks. Just something to get me out of the stupor of being in a routine will definitely help. Don't get me wrong. I like the regularity and predictability of a routine but it also leads one to the life of a typical human robot or zombie.

sigh~~ I think now I need a cup of coffee.

6:44 PM With all that time, I wasn't able to get a cup of coffee. Well, I'll try again tonight. Anyways, work resumes tomorrow. I have things to prepare now so I guess I have to leave things here. I am not one to shy away from responsibilities but then even machines get down times too, right?

Note to self: Rest is equally important as work.

7:50 PM I'm trying to resume writing online as much as I can and I can't help but go back here. I think some way to sift through my thoughts somehow. There's a lot on my mind and yet there is nothing that I feel can take much of the pressure off. Why? Is the burden just too heavy or am I just too tired and drained from having to watch the days come and go?

We'll, I feel like I have not been productive in the past week. Maybe tomorrow will be different. Maybe, things will start getting better today.

Dear God, grant me sufficient rest and motivation before the bulk of work sets in. Help me with my burdens for you are more than enough in every way to make my days meaningful and productive. 

12: 55 PM Well now. It has been years since I have last made an entry here. I guess I have been way too busy with work and random things that translating memories into words have slipped my top priorities for quite some time. I'm quite happy that I got to writing this today then.

I've just finished fixing my cabinet and the things in it. What I came to realize was the sheer number of material things I currently have in my possession. Clothes, books and other knick knacks filled every nook and cranny or what limited space I have. With that I have decided to sell or trade some of my books.

7:11 PM Okay. Let me resume this entry. Lunch, sleep and then dinner got most of my time for a while there.

Anyways, I got to sort out a lot of my things and then was able to post pictures of the books for sale or trade. I hope they find good homes. There are some which are already reserved. I hope to add more and even be able to create posts for artworks available for sale online.

Well, that's it for now.

Lord, let me find a means to use my creativity to earn as much as help those who show interest in arts and in reading. 

It's the second day of December. All you hear is the ruffling plastic bags and containers being opened to get the holiday decorations out. The apartment is just along the road and so at intervals you hear honking cars, noises of the traveling jeepneys and the low rumbling of buses passing by. There are also the people. There's an assortment of voices calling onto each other. Some are high pitched and giggly, others in deep serious tones and all else in between. I guess this is the start of the Christmas rush. I'm guessing at least most of the people are excited, and all smiles.

Then, I hear myself typing away here. I sit in silence. I pause and sigh. Christmas~~

Are were entitled to a wish on Christmas? Or is that only for one's birthday.  I don't really remember. All I see now are just the blinking lights casting dancing shadows on the wall. 

How should we celebrate Christmas, Lord?

A mind in great disarray. That simply makes everything seem to relate to everything else. There's the jumble of content stored pell-mell in the a place in the cloud that I would like to keep in order. First, I would need to get all the non-beneficial, less significant content out of my current listing.

With each "return to draft" button clicked, a wave of relief overcomes me. I'm getting several steps closer getting things done~~ to making sense of this part of my piece of the cloud. I guess this is a good beginning.

Lord, let this be a new beginning. Let this opportunity allow me to clear my mind as well as a means of getting my thoughts in order. Help me see this through.