#22: Today I Write Something

It’s not anything particular. Something random. I just didn’t like to make plans, since I’m on a break after all.

Home again, I sat at the marble-topped dining table, drinking my lemon-infused water and listening to the music on iTunes. It then occurred to me that I didn’t need to talk to someone about the weather or politics. But then again, it doesn’t matter. I just like being alone and I get to write what I feel and let the words fall out. I like how the gentle breeze brushes against my face, and it eases with grace against the trickling of water droplets from the water fountain in the background. I like doing random things – things I would never expect myself to do. I want to listen to the rhythm of my body, what my body tells me to do. Simple, no fuss, just the way I like it. I don’t want to be governed by plans, or anything that restricts my freedom of thought. Boundless and infinite, that’s the mantra I live by these days. It’s okay if everything doesn’t make sense to you now. Someday, they will. Only if you make it happen.

#20: Today I Write Something

Today I write something about the joys of spending a quiet weekend alone. The start of a weekend can only mean that it’s time to break away from a long week of work, a quick respite from the hustle and bustle of a busy office, and unwind, and reset for a fresh start of the following week.

At this time of the writing, I’m seated quietly in the train, trying to collect my thoughts for the week. An advertising agency is a fast-paced environment, which doesn’t allow you to pause for a moment to think. At the snap of your fingers, you just know what to do next. There were a couple of hiccups in the mist of learning about account servicing. It’s not easy to be in this position, I guess – especially when you’re liaising between your creative designers and the clients. You’re caught sandwiched between them, where you have to make the optimal decision that produces the most ideal outcome.

What I’m afraid is offending both ends. Sometimes, I just have to be afraid and step on their toes anyway There are so many things to be aware of – I probably have to take one step at a time. The problem with me is, I freak out at the moment of crisis. Like my mentor suggests, I have to grow some balls. Urgh.

I just have to mature and grow up from this kind of situation. Meh. I’ll be back to write more while I can. The nature of my work calls for more sleep now that I’m employed again. I’m prioritising my sleep over writing. Jeez, what on earth is happening? Never mind, I’ll just go with the flow then. No one know what I can do until I try… right?

This is what I love about writing – it puts things in perspective. Just the way I wanted, I say what I want to say and let the words fall out.

S.