On my 'normal' working days, I find myself doing my usual stuff and routine.
That is, “get up, get dressed, get ready, go to work, do actual work, travel/commute, go home”.
The past months, or even years, have been filled with a lot of things that have kept me going with my usual routine. There have been some few exciting times when I got to take a break or vacation, whether going home to my beloved hometown for the weekends, or on luckier days, drove around towns, visited some tourist sites, and most recently fly out of the country and travel on my own (which I shall write about it soon).
Living and working in the metro can actually take up one’s strength, health, patience, and sanity. If you aren't really born in or have lived your entire life in the city, just like the probinsyana that I am, the craziness of the metro can actually get to you. It actually has gotten me - I welcomed 2015 lying in a hospital bed and spending the first two weeks of the New Year inside my hospital room, underwent several tests (I was diagnosed with acute peptic ulcer) and basically just resting and recuperating. It was a good wake up call, and a reminder, again, for me to take better care of my health.
After my hospitalization, I went back to work and was welcomed with a greeting card and stuffed Minnie Mouse with well-wishes. It was such a nice welcome.
After months of medication and going on a special diet, I can say I’m back to my normal self. I have to eat and live healthier, exercise more often, and do all those healthy living stuff. I guess I am more cautious now and have actually been preaching people to eat on time (if you find yourself working over lunch, I suggest that you get up, take a short break, and EAT! It will be good for you, believe me!).
Life has been busy since then. There were good days, and not-so-good days; though this is not to say that the bad ones outweigh the good ones. Life isn’t perfect, but you can make it beautiful! (Naks, cheesy line!)
I find myself appreciating more what I have, taking better care of myself, spending more time with people who matter, doing more sensible things, and thanking God for what and who I have in my life.
So in this ‘normal’ day, as I was putting on my red lipstick after my lunch break, I thought again about everything that have transpired in the past year, months, weeks, and days.
My red-stained lips broke into a smile.
