Tranquil Madness

It's like that man who sleeps under the Katipunan flyover;that dog sitting on the sidewalks of Mandaluyong; that woman who prayed while Titanic was sinking. It's love. It's life. The soul of that lady who observed while living her noisy world.

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Sunday, May 30, 2004

My very first posting..

It is a Sunday and I am in the office. Finishing my job would only entail 5 hours at the most. I have spent an hour already, not working, but setting up this blog.
I feel sad and angry anyway. My morning was consumed by guilttripping people who have eaten up my whole sense of energy. I feel like a deflated balloon. Worse, I am likened to a tire with no hope of being revived by the vulcanizing shop. (Vulcan..he is a greek mythological figure, right?). And they won. I do feel guilty. But I know i am not wrong.
Whatever good I do brings so much expectation that even a little denial brings forth hurt and disappointment. But maybe I am given this cross. I remember this line from spiderman, "with great power comes great responsibility". Shoots! I am given this special blessing. I guess i have to share all. Wow! What great sacrifice!
Geez. And this is what i call my very first posting! A gloomy one. But i was looking for some outlet to release my frustration and hurt, this came as a pleasant surprise. It's not altogether sad...somehow...