A few days before Christmas, I was expecting my days to wind down. Like the previous years, I intend to spend my two-week break at home. But life or my mind made other plans. Some freelance works happened and last minute shopping came in. My organisation skills didn't work this time. An errand made in the nearby mall is more than enough to ruin my budget. Other than my financial state, I also noticed how my physical health deteriorated. My resistance is beginning to slow down. Headaches, episodes of dizziness and the more prevalent, aching soles. Both prolonged walking and sitting cause numbness and mild pains on my soles. My mother suspects it's my weight to blame. I fear of having gout or rheumatism. I hope not. Looks like old age came to me so early. Moreso, my sinful food intakes are killing me now.
A few days ago, I chanced the airing of Bea Alonzo and Sam Milby's film. I forgot the title, but it's the film that cause all the magic 8 ball to disappear (sold out) in local toy stores. :p Believe it or not, much of the events in the film's plot were driven by the silly magic 8 ball. Going back, there were several lines in the film that caught me. The most significant was how people often misinterpret the phase of "moving on." I love how the film emphasised its real meaning. Moving on does not simply mean continuing our daily lives. Having "moved" entails changes. One cannot be in the same place or position and claimed to have moved on. I'm keeping this on my list of important mental notes...... To which I realised, the better mantra should be change finally happened and not change is coming. :p
Beautiful Sunday # 298 - Thank you 2017
Beautiful Sunday # 298 - Thank you 2017
A few days before Christmas, I was expecting my days to wind down. Like the previous years, I intend to spend my two-week break at home. But life or my mind made other plans. Some freelance works happened and last minute shopping came in. My organisation skills didn't work this time. An errand made in the nearby mall is more than enough to ruin my budget. Other than my financial state, I also noticed how my physical health deteriorated. My resistance is beginning to slow down. Headaches, episodes of dizziness and the more prevalent, aching soles. Both prolonged walking and sitting cause numbness and mild pains on my soles. My mother suspects it's my weight to blame. I fear of having gout or rheumatism. I hope not. Looks like old age came to me so early. Moreso, my sinful food intakes are killing me now.
A few days ago, I chanced the airing of Bea Alonzo and Sam Milby's film. I forgot the title, but it's the film that cause all the magic 8 ball to disappear (sold out) in local toy stores. :p Believe it or not, much of the events in the film's plot were driven by the silly magic 8 ball. Going back, there were several lines in the film that caught me. The most significant was how people often misinterpret the phase of "moving on." I love how the film emphasised its real meaning. Moving on does not simply mean continuing our daily lives. Having "moved" entails changes. One cannot be in the same place or position and claimed to have moved on. I'm keeping this on my list of important mental notes...... To which I realised, the better mantra should be change finally happened and not change is coming. :p