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Song of the Moment VIII: Matchbox Twenty’s “Unwell”

Today was an OK day for me. I went to the ENT to have my ears checked and cleaned. (I can hear better now; it’s like I have Daredevil’s heightened hearing now.) I went to pay my monthly bills. I had lunch and wrote in my journal at my favorite spot Satchmi. I checked the new Samsung Galaxy S24 Ultra at a Samsung store. I had some afternoon drinks with my Mother and cousins. Then we went home and I quickly worked on a document for next week.

But tonight, I started remembering that one thing that broke my heart, and now I’m mentally unwell. Let me quote that Matchbox Twenty classic.

But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know, right now you can’t tell
But stay a while and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me

I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know, right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Matchbox Twenty’s “Unwell”
The music video of Matchbox Twenty’s “Unwell”.

Now let me dwell in the darkness once again.

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10-Minute Warning L

Currently, I’m on my way home with Younger Brother. After a few rainy days, tonight we finally got our exercise time at Three Trees. And after we exercised and we went back to the parking area, the rain poured. It’s still raining while I’m typing this. I hope the rain stops when we reach home.

Oh! I will have my therapy session tomorrow night and then I will follow my younger brothers at Ellipsis. We will go to a bar in Poblacion after.

And that’s all I can tell for now. Blogging while sitting in a moving car is difficult, man.

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30-Minute Warning IX

Last time, I said that I feel tired physically and mentally. What about today?

Well, physically I’m still tired. I went out at 1pm and I was supposed to pay for a traffic ticket at a specific bank. But then the clerk and security guard told me to go to a payment center 2 km away from the bank. I had a hard time looking for a jeepney, so I walked from the bank to the payment center. And then when I arrived at the payment center and inquired if I could pay for the ticket, I was told that I need to go to the city where the ticket was issued.

Good grief. My heart sank and my legs are sore because I was walking and inquiring all around from 1 to 3pm. I told my family on the phone what happened and that I can’t pay for the ticket today, and they understood. Thank you, family.

As for how I am mentally, I feel better now. After running errands, I went to my favorite cafe Satchmi and I had my late lunch: a tasty BLT and a refreshing house blend iced tea. I’m sure I said it before, but let me say this again: One of my favorite weekly habits is hanging out, dining, and writing at Satchmi. Thank you, my favorite spot and safe space.

After that, I went home via FX. And then the rain poured heavily. Crap. I can hear the heavy rain punching the car roof even if I have my earphones on. Good thing I have my foldable umbrella so I can brave the rain somehow. An hour after the FX ride, I arrived home safely. My slacks and shoes got wet, but at least I’m home now.

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