As you read this, I'm heading to Makati to get coffee. Of course, I had my usual Iced Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks.
It’s finally the weekend, which means I have all the time in the world to rest and recuperate the exhaustion that I had from the past week.
Pride Month was not born to celebrate our gender preference, but to recognize our right to exist without persecution.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and I have just woken up from a nap.
Nothing special happened this week and it kinda sucks. I was hoping to go out this weekend, but the weather kept me from having fun. A cloudy forecast on a daily is a struggle, but it’s very soothing.
The level of exhaustion I had last week was insane. I have been constantly sleepless for the past five days, luckily I have the whole weekend to rest and kind of have fun. I woke up from a nine hour sleep and that really made me feel well-rested. I woke up filled with so much energy to the point that I feel like I haven’t been lacking sleep.
The sun has risen and it’s time to move. It’s always a dilemma for me to whether be productive or not be productive. I always have this feeling in mind if whatever I’m doing in my life is worth living for.