whew! just in time!
nearly missed the shuttlebus this morning. you might posit a guess that i started with my planned exercise schedule, as stated in my previous post. nope. i didnt twitch a single muscle er.. flab; instead i downloaded nina simone mp3s and spirited away tracks til around 1:oo in the morning. i dunno, my thoughts seem to pulse like some wild object at around that hour that, immediately after hearing my latest finds, i had the impulse of sitting down on an idea for a poem that struck me while on my way home last night. i didn't stop writing til i was satisfied with the finished product--that was around 4:oo in the morning. 3 hours. i wrote for three hours. its just a couple of lines but i'm the kind of person who gets obsessed on improving on drafts produced til its squeaky clean. of course it helps that i'm writing with gael, otherwise i don't have the needed patience, writing in longhand. and so just a couple of hours after finishing my lates "obra", i find myself two eyebag-full richer than the previous night. sigh. not good gentle, not good at all. some consolation i kept saying to myself, "at least may bago kang poym". hehehe.
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