Okay...so I just recently confirmed that my brain has been turned upside down- probably the effect of last time's accident- A heavy wooden door hit my head.
While writing this blog, I can't help but think of yesterday.
I've been sulking all day today...not at all productive.
I am internally cursing myself for holding a Rubik's cube for two hours...without having any progress. I have the red and orange cubes together on one side and to appease myself I just decided that their shades can be mistaken as one color. It's a bit closer to solving the puzzle...
Who am I fooling?Yesterday, was the opposite of today. I was blissful.
I woke up with gray clouds on my windows.
I told you, I am loving gray. It's a safe color. Not too pure (white) and not too dark (black)
You're not obligated to be good and you're not provoked to be bad...just frozen in the middle.
Today, the sun is shining...sending out scorching rays.
Anyway, clearly my brain was flipped.
I finally grasped the true meaning of : "blessings come when it rains"
The sound of the rain pouring on our roof is way more pleasing and soothing to my ears now than the quiet roar of the air conditioner's motor.
I didn't mind walking in a wet pavement and hearing my sneakers' squishy sound.
I even enjoyed wearing my pink raincoat.
This might sound crazy coming from a person who despised rainy days and who thought of it as an omen-that something perilous is bound to happen.
Yesterday was the first of those rainy days that I did not feel gloomy or dejected.
In contrast, I was in high-spirits.
The cold weather brought out by the rain conditioned my body to finish six different paper works in one sitting.
Today, I could not even finish two.
The cool temperature coming from the air-condition is quite enough but not as satisfying compared to a cold wind.
A rainy day used to make me a sleepy head
Now it's the heat that's doing the job and at a faster rate.
9 in the morning was my favorite time.
Today, I look forward to a late afternoon or any minute just before sunset.
I love the sun.
I always love it.
I just can't stand the heat.
and it's not even summer yet.
I am already thinking and calculating where to safely hide myself so I can escape the coming summer.
Probably inside our refrigerator or hide under a boulder.
My pets are having a gloomy day too.
They are so like me.
They love the cold too.
If I get a chance to have a conversation with Bella Swan, I will rephrase her sentence that "Men are crabbier when they are hungry". It should be: Men and women are crabbier when it's hot and they are hungry. She might not agree though since she love the heat of the sun and warm atmosphere.
I broke another New Year's resolution which is...NOT TO COMPLAIN
If just in case I made a blog about me loving the storm, it only meant that the damn wooden door hit my head again and flipped my brain to its other side.
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