Reflecting
Isn't it sad that long weekends just run by with no warning?
Start of a new work week tomorrow and I am sighing deep deep.
Mine was satisfying, in a restless kind of way. For Saturday and Sunday, I find it hard to stay peaceful. I keep wanting to do something or see something. If I wasn't feeling that way, I would feel something was missing in me. Last year, I had this feeling repeatedly. This year felt more stable, but there would be those rare occasions where it would surface and disturb my sleep. I finally settle it when I did some self reflection and reminding myself that I am a lucky girl. =]
By the way, I wasn't impressed with the fireworks for our parade this year. The one my sister shared looked more beautiful.
P.S: I finished Durarara!
Start of a new work week tomorrow and I am sighing deep deep.
Mine was satisfying, in a restless kind of way. For Saturday and Sunday, I find it hard to stay peaceful. I keep wanting to do something or see something. If I wasn't feeling that way, I would feel something was missing in me. Last year, I had this feeling repeatedly. This year felt more stable, but there would be those rare occasions where it would surface and disturb my sleep. I finally settle it when I did some self reflection and reminding myself that I am a lucky girl. =]
By the way, I wasn't impressed with the fireworks for our parade this year. The one my sister shared looked more beautiful.
P.S: I finished Durarara!