Daily Archives: September 11, 2009
A Dream
Looking up at the blue sky while sitting at the veranda of my parents´ house, I felt so calm. I knew I still had things to do: finding some specific photos from my old albums. The photos of a person whom had ruled my heart from ages ago when we were still teenagers, more than 2 decades ago. But I thought the searching could wait, so I closed my eyes.
The memory of last night´s dream hit me. Why? After all these years? Why was I shown that specific face? Without words, without a smile nor a tear. The face. Why was it so calm? It showed thousands things but also showed nothing at all. I wanted to ask, I wanted to say something but my tongue was numb. I failed again. Then I turned to Him up there. “Dear God, what is the meaning of this all? What are You trying to tell me?” It was quiet. I heard nothing. The face, I couldn´t forget. It was so calm. He was calm.
I opened my eyes. I remembered the dream last night. I missed the face. It had been one and a half decades after the last episode. “How is he doing now? Does he still hate me? Does he know that I´m still alive? Does he care at all?” I looked up again. Felt like shouting but I couldn´t blame Him. I couldn´t blame myself nor him. What did the dream mean? Why did he come again after all these years? Until when would this torture end?
I looked down and saw the greens. I thought to myself, it was nothing but a dream. So, I got up from the seat and went to start looking for those precious photos of my dear one.
Friday At Last
Ah! It’s Friday again!
Who doesn’t like Fridays? Well! Not me. At least I DIDN’T!
I was not ready to enter the senior citizen world yet. So I didn’t like weekends. It does sound weird (doesn’t it?) since my weekends mostly were occupied with events, things to do, places to visit, people to entertain or simply just to sleep-in till noon. The thing of living in this country is: there is really NO exciting expectations but to grab the wet sponge and start wiping the windows or cleaning the toilets and bathroom. Not to mention going to the supermarkets to get the groceries for the coming days or week and then getting in a long que to finally be able to pay.
That’s what those who work full time, Monday to Friday, do in this country on their so exciting weekends. It’s natural to do the housechores and shopping groceries on Saturdays. The reason is the discounted gas price during the weekend. In fact, it is also applicable to the weekdays but only from 11.00pm onwards till 7.00am the next morning. If you were obsessed with the less-bills-to-pay, you might want to do this at night during the weekdays and enjoy the weekends for your social events.
But doing the cleaning, polishing and vacuming work after a hard and long day work? Indeed! A big NO NO to me.
So, I got annoyed when during my “trial and error”of getting at least a decent few hours of sleep at night, I got to hear all sorts of noise. Although not so loud, I still could hear it. A realisation: I would gain another sleepless night and look like a zombie-awaken-from-its-sleep.
Although the house has a good insulation, sometimes I feel like living in a very old and cold house with the feeling of kicking out the neighbours since they do the laundry work at night. I might exaggerate as it was my own fault not to fall asleep before it was 5am.*sigh*
Where was I?
Right! The Fridays. It was THEN! (That I did not like Fridays!)
Now, I can hardly wait for Friday to come as it has some medicine that can cure my wound.
TGIF!!!
Have a safe and wonderful weekend to you! 
