
I was seated on the corner of the coffee shop, waiting for the next bus going to the villa where I am giving my muscles a bit of stretch and toning up. I removed from my Spongebob paper bag my Gratitude Journal, not minding the store's onlookers who happened to be the worker and my only company at that moment aside from a chocolate donut and Oreo frappe. I love how the green grass soothes my tired eyes from almost a day of sleeping. Faceless people kept passing by the store and I don't care that much. Not even a cute hottie can disturb me from filling up my love tank by spending time with myself. I took a slow walks going to where the bus parked. I reckon that I feel like having a catwalk on the hospital's hallway. Alright, now I can hear you say there you go again, Kim. Since my eyes are incapable of recognizing people from afar, I just gave a smile to someone who called my name. I gave her a "hi" and we hugged. It's a shame though that I happened to forgot her name,LOL. I reached the gym with that eager feeling of blessedness, took the warm up and started making good sweats. The universe connived since I owned the whole space being no one was there at that moment. I smiled here and there, shook my head once in a while in disbelief of how immensely things are going right for me and the people surrounding me. Oh yes, it's not wrong to imagine God watching me sweat while I devour with His goodness.=)
I went home so light and happy and happy and happy. Did I just mentioned I'm happy?haha You know, we can always whine about our daily encounters with life's routines. Be it caught in a traffic jam, a missed elevator opportunity and a whole bunch of endless misfortunes. I even whined why I cannot write an article. Well, if it wasn't because of the days that my blogsite is out of service, I won't be able to experienced those things. Sometimes, certain events happened as a re-direction but always leads us to where God knows where we will be happy at. I'm back to where I can be myself and to where I can share what I was gifted with (self-proclaimed). Do not give up on simple glitches in life, especially if you have that feeling that you never should. It's just God maneuvering to bring you back to where He thinks you'll blossom beautifully, usefully, blissfully and happily. I was patient with my glitches, and so I feel the utmost important of writing. I think I'll go mad if I can't write. If that would be the case, it would add insult to the existing injury,haha
Thank you once again for the precious moment you spare with Chameleon. I miss writing, I miss us. (nah, this is just a writer-reader relationship=).
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