Emotions, the heat, and how they get in the way of most things
For the first time in so many days/weeks, I am not doing anything work/gig-related after work. It's 10:30, which means there is a good chance I can hit the sack before midnight. I might even get a crack at reducing my current reading backlog consisting of a few magazines and one book. I am pleased.
Except that it's so fucking hot, it's driving me batshit crazy.
I swear. Two hellish weekends have passed with me practically sweltering and percolating in my bedroom, unable to do anything. For the first time in my life, the abnormal heat has literally hampered my state of productivity, prompting me to last Sunday seek cooler pastures, e.g. Infinitea in Sta. Lucia.
Right now, the heat is keeping me from getting complete rest (it's just so uncomfortable, man) and I think I'm on the verge on catching a full-blown cold and cough. Oh well. I popped a Bioflu earlier (as a sort of precaution--works for me!) and have been overdosing on orange juice. I should be well, I hope.
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The first quarter has passed without much fanfare, which I guess is a good thing. So far, I've learned one interesting about emotions and friendships--that it's actually possible to maintain a functional relationship devoid of any unnecessary emotions. Cal it a "long-distance" friendship of sorts--one where you only talk once every few weeks, nothing mushy, as if you were mere classmates, topics almost always serious. But because somehow, somewhere, there is something connecting the two of you, it's okay. It works. And somehow, I appreciate that kind of passive friendship.
I dunno if I'm making sense, but if you're reading this, thanks.
Except that it's so fucking hot, it's driving me batshit crazy.
I swear. Two hellish weekends have passed with me practically sweltering and percolating in my bedroom, unable to do anything. For the first time in my life, the abnormal heat has literally hampered my state of productivity, prompting me to last Sunday seek cooler pastures, e.g. Infinitea in Sta. Lucia.
Right now, the heat is keeping me from getting complete rest (it's just so uncomfortable, man) and I think I'm on the verge on catching a full-blown cold and cough. Oh well. I popped a Bioflu earlier (as a sort of precaution--works for me!) and have been overdosing on orange juice. I should be well, I hope.
***
The first quarter has passed without much fanfare, which I guess is a good thing. So far, I've learned one interesting about emotions and friendships--that it's actually possible to maintain a functional relationship devoid of any unnecessary emotions. Cal it a "long-distance" friendship of sorts--one where you only talk once every few weeks, nothing mushy, as if you were mere classmates, topics almost always serious. But because somehow, somewhere, there is something connecting the two of you, it's okay. It works. And somehow, I appreciate that kind of passive friendship.
I dunno if I'm making sense, but if you're reading this, thanks.