Gratitude Log I

Today, I’d like to thank my uncle for bringing me to work. It rained for a bit, but it did not affect the metro traffic. In fact, it was a really smooth 40-minute ride that I was able to take a 5 or 6 minute nap.

Today, I’d like to thank the office janitor for opening the air-con unit even if I arrived an hour early. Like I said, it rained for a bit. It was also a bit windy. But the summer heat ruled over, which is (for a lack of a better word) unbearable. Therefore the ventilation is quite comforting.

Today, I’d like to thank my friend Greta for giving some trinkets from her Japan trip. One of the things she gave is a small piece of Matcha-flavored Kit-Kat, a favorite of mine. “Matcha-rap.” (A pun of masarap [delicious in Filipino].)

And today, I’d like to thank all the deities and the universe for giving me another chance to live. Yes, I may have done something stupid to myself a few months ago. But now I would like at least try to live every single day, one step at a time, just like Chris Cornell of Soundgarden said.

IX: Gentle Breeze

I rarely have long vacations, let alone having an overnight one. When I do get a break from the busy city, it’s either in Cagayan, Bulacan, Baguio, Boracay (one time), Tagaytay, or Laguna. But never Batangas. Today changed all of that with my family’s annual trip with their badminton clubmates. (Something that has been going on for probably 3-4 years. I barely play badminton, so I have no idea about the actual numbers.)

Honestly, I almost forgot about the trip. But since I had a 5-day overtime streak this week, I just have to join. And I’m glad I did.

“How do you relax, Deranged Writer?”, you asked. Well, I have several ways to relax: listening to music, reading comic books, or watching my favorite TV series, among other methods. But I just found a new form of relaxation: writing while staying at an elevated cottage high enough to feel the coolest of breezes and oversee everything that the resort has to offer: two swimming pools, several apartments and other cottages.

Have I mentioned the cool breeze already? Sleeping, swimming at the sea or at the pool, eating sumptuous food, and doing it over again is a beach person’s dream. But just experiencing the cool breeze is my favorite part of entire weekend break. It’s not only very much welcomed, I truly loved every second of the province’s wind blowing and touching my brown skin. All the air-conditioning units in the world are nothing compared to Mother Nature’s gift of fresh air.

I believe that nature’s gentle winds are their simple and comforting reminders that there will be always be better days, that everything will be fine.

The last time I had a memorable beach trip happened just last year in Boracay. Experiencing vitamins sun, sand and John Cena sea every month would cost me more than a quarter of my Funko Pop collection. But damn it. I want to have more vacations like this. I want to work harder for vacations like this.

I want more gentle breezes.