Who am I?
S vintage star
S filipina now living in california
S obsessive-compulsive... make that compulsive-obsessive... no, obsessive-compulsive
S cold all the time (literally)
current terror alert level
Why is Life Cold?
i actually have a very happy life. i just saw this graphic one day and got an inspiration for another blog. why not write about the stuff that makes life cold? from the huge, catastrophic, life-altering events to the seemingly trivial, little incidents that rub you the wrong way. it doesn't have to be a personal experience, it can be something observed.
on writing these down, my intent is to learn to appreciate life more and have a better handle on things when life throws you a curve ball. i want whoever will read this to contemplate, not get depressed. hopefully, you'll share with me your experiences as well so we can learn from each other.
p.s. it doesn't always have to be cold
Previous Posts
- What Am I Worth To Ya?
- Universal Appeal
- Movin' On
- Fish Out of Water
- The Wrong Identity
- Mutiny in the Family
- Good House Hunting
- Respondez S'il Vous Plait
- The Paper Guy
- Another One Bites the Dust
Archives
Get Cold With Me
Where I Go When I Feel Life Getting Cold
S Memento
S Jo's Forum
S Shai Coggins
S pinayexpat
S joyceline
S piehole (a very funny girl)
S Din's World
S pinayhekmi chronicles
S Linnor
S Tin
S kwentong tambay
S deja brew
S denden
S mushings
S Junkville (never fails)
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The Calm Before the Storm
Which scares the bejeezus out of me.
My natural pessimist nature makes me think that something bad will happen soon, because life can't be this good forever. I can't complain. I am so in love with my husband and notice every little thing he does that I normally would've taken for granted. My sson and I are getting along splendidly. We've always gotten along well, but recently, we've become really close and miss each other when apart. My mom's with me and we get to laugh and shop and talk all the time. Work is almost on auto-pilot, the only wrinkle being the webmaster's leaving. I even have a great investment opportunity in the horizon.
So why is there a deep anxiety in the pit of my stomach?
I've been this way as long as I can remember. It's not so bad until I become conscious of the fact. Once in a while, I stop and think "things are going great, what's about to break?" Unfortunately, something does break, which validates this misanthropy further.
Why can't I just enjoy all my blessings and leave it at that?
