Apart from Sundays, which I consider my non-negotiable
family day, Thursdays are also sacred to me because it’s my “me-time.” Unlike
Sundays which are our strike-anywhere-funday-with-kids after attending the holy
mass, my Thursdays have to be prepared for – it’s my once a week master’s
class.
Thursdays.
It determines what stuff I should be doing on my Saturdays,
whether I should go to the library to study or render overtime at work so I
could write an article.
It is my once a week opportunity to check different dining
places in Quezon City area.
It’s my mall ratting schedule to check cool stuff and to buy little
gifts for myself.
It is my all-about-me day.
With all the responsibilities I have right now – mother to
Hami, writer for Valenzuela City, business owner of Sucaba Link, Master of Arts
student, and everything else in between – Thursdays have become my breather,
and my time to ponder about my life.
On my way home last night from Trinoma, I was trying to
reflect if I’m headed to the right track. Almost instantaneously, my mind
answered me back, “Do not fret. You may find yourself in a grey area right now,
but surely your investment on your masters would take you somewhere someday.” I
concurred because I’m also tired of overanalysing anyway. What is important I
guess is that I’m surviving each day alright and I have my parents who are
still supportive to me.
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