One of the most effective means to ward off homesickness is being in places where you feel just so right.
Here in LB, I have a favorite. There’s this place where the smell of coffee is so compelling and its cup so lip smacking; where yellow lights and cozy interiors blend favorably; where I meet clever and amusing professors and other interesting people; where fond memories, intimate talks, and even worthless arguments with him take place; and also
…where I am able to ponder about life issues, usually, through people.
Just the other night, I was wondering why she, who makes everyone’s cup of coffee taste like no other (maybe because it’s served with TLC,hehe), is there in the first place. I’ve known long before that she had finished a degree in UP. Meaning, she could have been somewhere else, but she spends her every night there, mixing coffee and cream, making burgers and pastas – just like what we do in Burger Island, ha!ha! Anyone, even without a university diploma can do that, right?
I am chewing over this thing up till now. Is it by choice or is it because she has no choice at all?
If it’s the latter, my assumptions would be: first, it’s her family’s business and they think that it’d better if she’d be the one to take charge of it; two, she’s the slothful kind (just like me) who just wants to spend her days as a fetus in bed and for the sake of not being called unemployed, she would stir coffee in the evenings; three, well, I can’t think of anything else other than that.
If, on the other hand, it’s the other way around, then I should be inspired.
From this day on, I promise myself to only do things that will make me happy.
I will not mind if it’s way beyond what I know or what I can do. I will not mind even if initially, I lack the skills and knowledge. I will still do it.
Or
I will not mind even if that work will underrate my capabilities and brainpower. I will not mind if at any rate, my training in college will be frittered away. I will still do it.
Life is short (what a line, but who cares, it’s a fact). In the end, what you have got or what you have achieved won’t matter. Being happy is all that will count.
So whatever it takes, or whatever it doesn’t take, I’m permitting myself to be HAPPY=)
Here in LB, I have a favorite. There’s this place where the smell of coffee is so compelling and its cup so lip smacking; where yellow lights and cozy interiors blend favorably; where I meet clever and amusing professors and other interesting people; where fond memories, intimate talks, and even worthless arguments with him take place; and also
…where I am able to ponder about life issues, usually, through people.
Just the other night, I was wondering why she, who makes everyone’s cup of coffee taste like no other (maybe because it’s served with TLC,hehe), is there in the first place. I’ve known long before that she had finished a degree in UP. Meaning, she could have been somewhere else, but she spends her every night there, mixing coffee and cream, making burgers and pastas – just like what we do in Burger Island, ha!ha! Anyone, even without a university diploma can do that, right?
I am chewing over this thing up till now. Is it by choice or is it because she has no choice at all?
If it’s the latter, my assumptions would be: first, it’s her family’s business and they think that it’d better if she’d be the one to take charge of it; two, she’s the slothful kind (just like me) who just wants to spend her days as a fetus in bed and for the sake of not being called unemployed, she would stir coffee in the evenings; three, well, I can’t think of anything else other than that.
If, on the other hand, it’s the other way around, then I should be inspired.
From this day on, I promise myself to only do things that will make me happy.
I will not mind if it’s way beyond what I know or what I can do. I will not mind even if initially, I lack the skills and knowledge. I will still do it.
Or
I will not mind even if that work will underrate my capabilities and brainpower. I will not mind if at any rate, my training in college will be frittered away. I will still do it.
Life is short (what a line, but who cares, it’s a fact). In the end, what you have got or what you have achieved won’t matter. Being happy is all that will count.
So whatever it takes, or whatever it doesn’t take, I’m permitting myself to be HAPPY=)
No comments:
Post a Comment