Allow Me to Digress

Another morning, another day, another start.  A bit gloomy - and perhaps it’s not just because of the weather.  Going through another routine that makes life life and trying to learn new things to get to know a bit more about life, in the end learning how wonderful life is now you’re in the world.  Not always exciting, but there’s always a lot to be thankful for.      

Ok, I know there’s something wrong with what I just wrote. Dangling modifiers, sentence fragments, name it. I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words… But I know you know what I mean. Last night I just didn’t feel like cooking. I didn’t cook anything last week. I’ve been thinking about paella but then I’ll just wait when I get back home where I can have all the necessary ingredients.  I didn’t have parmesan cheese for my carbonara because stores here said they ran out of stocks.   

Cooking nothing last week, I have to cook twice. Checked the ref and the cupboard, and what did i see? Eggs and macaroni. Cream from the last time I cooked carbonara.  So last night I had macaroni ala carbonara (1). Never done that before, have I?  That combination, I mean.   Today, I’ll have macaroni salad - with mushroom and bacon and cheese? (2) for snack and left over carbonara for dinner. 

Sorry to disappoint. This isn’t much of a post.  Now that you’ve read this far and if you realized it was a waste of a precious fraction of your life, I apologize.

You can either close this browser, or allow me to show you I’m sincere about my apology by trying to make it up to you through a happy song.   

Happiness

Happiness is two kinds of ice cream
Finding your skate key, telling the time
Happiness is learning to whistle
Tying your shoe for the very first time
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band
And happiness is walking hand in hand
Happiness is five different crayons
Knowing a secret, climbing a tree
Happiness is finding a nickel
Catching a firefly, setting him free
Happiness is being alone every now and then
And happiness is coming home again

Happiness is singing together when day is through
And happiness is those who sing with you
Happiness is morning and evening
Daytime and nighttime, too
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That’s loved by you

Children are really the happiest people in the world. Children and those who are child at heart.  I miss children and I miss the child in me too. Now, I getting back to sad mode.  It IS the weather!  Let’s leave it at that and I better get back to work.  Happiness is being alone every now and then... I’ll treat myself with ice cream later!

Oh by the way… yes, that was Your Song from Moulin Rouge playing in my mind earlier.

This post is for Atsi, the happy cute little girl on the right. For the happy childhood memories. (Ayan, di dahil sad ako hehe

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