Dreams

When I close my eyes on some nights, I dream of me flying. Not a care in the world. Just me soaring in the clouds as the wind gently touches my hair. The moisture from the nearby clouds soothes my skin.

I would join the birds when they fly near me. And they don't seem to mind at all too. I guess they are thinking the same thing as me. Freedom. It's something that we take for granted.

The people below look like ants. I can see them running around trying to get their business done. Bound by their daily routines. Chained to their necessities. And there I was enjoying myself as I go in and out of the clouds.

And then it hits me out of nowhere. A flash of light. The knowing sound of thunder. All I feel now is that I'm falling hard and fast. Rain splashes across my face. I get agitated. I know I'm going to hit the ground anytime soon. My freedom taken away from me.

And then I wake up. I have to turn off the alarm clock.

Irony

I was in one of my Ironmen meetings a few Saturdays ago and the discussion was about reconciliation. It all started about our relationship to God but the talk evolved to our relationship with our family and the people around us. The moderator then divided us into groups in order to make the discussion more audience driven.

So there I was with a group and we had a nice discussion going on about our relationship with family and other people. One of the guys in our group talked about an officemate he was having problems with wherein it was getting hard for him to work with that person. And I talked to him about the same thing that happened to me a long while back in my early life. the bottom line was basically to call on Him up there to give him the patience when dealing with this person and also for the other person to be more patient with him too. And we leave it at that.

Little did I know that the same thing is going to happen to me at work too. And it happened just recently. And that's what I did. I followed the same advice I gave during my last Ironman meeting. Now, I am not a very religious person and I have a lot of growing up to do. And try as I have, I still have issues with my officemate. I'm trying to be as patient as I can be but the bottom line is, my officemate is still a jerk. And the word jerk is the most modest word I can use here in my blog.

$%#^&#$%... That's what I really want to say to this guy.

To Blog Or Not To Blog

It's halfway through the second month of the new year and I had a lot of things on my mind. One of them is the fact that I haven't touched my blog since the beginning of the year. And I wasn't planning to.

The whole blog thing was supposed to be an experiment to see how long I can last for the whole year, if I would run out of ideas to write and lastly, if I can generate enough readers. The last one was a bit of a question mark but yes, I did get enough readers. I have placed a tracker on my blog and it shows at least a good number of folks hitting my site and some of them actually comes back to visit again. That's good news.

The visitors doesn't really leave comments though but I can live with that. And yes, there were a lot of times when i was left scratching my head trying to think of something to write about. But I admit, I was still having fun.

I lasted for a year and now I'm thinking if I should continue for another year. I think I should. That way, I can rant about things on my mind. Both the good and the bad. It will help me clear my thoughts.

So it begins all over again...