For some reason, I always wake up really early on weekends but I would lovingly delay my waking hours on weekdays - yes, when I've to report for work.
Weird as it may seem but I have lovingly embraced this side of me. As they would say, "love your own".
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The moment I "felt" that its 6 in the morning already, my whole self will just emerge from a deep slumber. I started with my ritual - pray and then I caught myself channel surfing, looking for something worthy for my 300+ graded eyes.
I got tired. I've decided to stick with the good 'ol MTV.
I met my beau while he was in his "just-got-out-of-bed" look. I still love the man. And nothing beats having breakfast with him - always, always something I look forward to. Maybe in God's time, I'll prepare him a breakfast for every waking hour for the rest of our lives. Who knows.
We headed to celebrate Sunday service in Greenbelt and had pasta for lunch afterwards.
Late in the afternoon, we've decided to check out the latest in Ayala Museum. It was our third time to "tour" the museum and I love every moment that we're there. A glimpse of Legaspi's Daster paintings gave me a certain joy. Different colors, shapes - they're all dasters.
Chinese stuff was there for us to see - ceramics, wares and some paintings.
We've seen some of Juan Luna's and Fernando Amorsolo's works - masterpieces, I dare say! I've seen their works several times centuries ago, my several trips with my teachers made it possible but I was not as "equipped" as I am now. In short, I am just older now.
By the time we're done roaming around the museum, I was already dead tired. The yearning for my body to lay on my precious bed was more than I could bear.
Ha! Before I knew it, I was already back in dreamland.
Weird as it may seem but I have lovingly embraced this side of me. As they would say, "love your own".
Segue:
The moment I "felt" that its 6 in the morning already, my whole self will just emerge from a deep slumber. I started with my ritual - pray and then I caught myself channel surfing, looking for something worthy for my 300+ graded eyes.
I got tired. I've decided to stick with the good 'ol MTV.
I met my beau while he was in his "just-got-out-of-bed" look. I still love the man. And nothing beats having breakfast with him - always, always something I look forward to. Maybe in God's time, I'll prepare him a breakfast for every waking hour for the rest of our lives. Who knows.
We headed to celebrate Sunday service in Greenbelt and had pasta for lunch afterwards.
Late in the afternoon, we've decided to check out the latest in Ayala Museum. It was our third time to "tour" the museum and I love every moment that we're there. A glimpse of Legaspi's Daster paintings gave me a certain joy. Different colors, shapes - they're all dasters.
Chinese stuff was there for us to see - ceramics, wares and some paintings.
We've seen some of Juan Luna's and Fernando Amorsolo's works - masterpieces, I dare say! I've seen their works several times centuries ago, my several trips with my teachers made it possible but I was not as "equipped" as I am now. In short, I am just older now.
By the time we're done roaming around the museum, I was already dead tired. The yearning for my body to lay on my precious bed was more than I could bear.
Ha! Before I knew it, I was already back in dreamland.
