M others show love in different ways
A nd some more than others, because they also have bad days.
R esting and taking a day off isn’t an option in this job.
Y ou’ll understand when you’re a mother too, she says.
C aring for us without asking for anything in return, tomorrow or now.
E ven willing to give up their share, so that we can eat the full meal.
L oving us in their own way — the only way they know how.
Happy Mother’s Day to every mother out there. ♥
all this darkness I try to hide
all these buried demons
keep coming back no matter how I tried
no time to make lemonades from lemons
there’s nothing to do but cry
i come up for air
but i get greeted by
life that’s never fair
there’s no point complaining
this world is my chrysalid
stop being a bitch and the whining
like my feelings were never valid
‘man it up and be tough’
always the advice, usually unsolicited
so i cry on the inside and thus the curtain goes up
the possibilities are unlimited.
the world becomes my stage
as i try to pretend i’m okay
even though it’s really my cage
on the inside i decay.
Traffic in the Philippines is one of the hellish things you can experience. It doesn’t happen every time but when you encounter traffic from hell, four kilometers (2.5 miles) can take you hours. Is that just great? Pedestrians could beat you to your destination.
Even though it doesn’t seem like a big deal, it is to me. I don’t like being stuck in traffic, unless I have someone to talk to, or distract myself with. I feel claustrophobic. Since this is a humid country, getting stuck in traffic only means I have to keep my feet where they are for hours I can’t even stretch, feeling my sweat pool somewhere unreachable and knowing I’m all sticky. (This may be solved by getting a cab or my own car, but not everyone has money to spend, ya know?)
The traffic is actually one of the reasons I am working from home and why I rarely go out. I don’t go out unless I really need to. And it’s also because I fall asleep. Imagine me napping, with my mouth open and snoring in public transit. Yup. That’s me. And so I try to lessen my chances of doing that in public.
Have I mentioned that it’s very humid right now? The summer season has come and get very sweaty. Beads of sweat dripping from my face and my armpits. Not a pretty sight.
Not sure how to help solve the problem though. Reduce private cars? Create more roads? Oohh, I know. Let’s all become online workers! Jk.
What do you do when stuck in traffic?
Here’s some ideas on how to be productive when stuck in traffic.
- Do your assignments/homework. Unless, of course, you need several books and a calculator, then don’t. This only applies to those assignments that requires a pencil and notebook/pad. I did this when I was a student. I did my homework, while on the train home.
- Read a physical book. I’m making it clear that you should not do this with a phone or tablet. This is especially appropriate when you’re taking a public vehicle. It doesn’t only endanger you but those around you. It’s like you’re trying to attract snatchers and other bad elements. So I repeat, read a physical book. Like your notes, or a paperback. I used to see students reviewing their notes while on a jeep.
- Observe. Okay, this doesn’t mean you have to be nosy. Don’t read someone else’s phone. That’s inappropriate. I meant observing people so you’re alert and very much aware of what’s happening around you. Notice people faces, the people beside you. It’s also a way of keeping yourself safe as you’ll be ready if anything happens.
How about you? What do you think of getting stuck in traffic?
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