It must be something about my friends. They would tell me how they want to stay longer in bed, tucked in their warm and thick blankets, and how the cool temperature make them feel hungry all the time that they'd eat and eat and eat. And some would even say how they miss spending rainy days in the countryside...getting up late, having fried rice and left over side dishes with a cup of hot black coffee for breakfast, and afternoons are spent watching the raindrops pouring from the roof, they're like racing but nobody catches up the other, and when they reach the ground they disappear as the little pores of the earth drink them up.
It must also be something about the people carrying umbrellas everywhere. The mornings may usually start out sunny but unpredictably rains in the late afternoons. Most of the time i wander why they're out there walking down the streets on their boots or slip-ons, back and forth, getting themselves wet, their faces showing different emotions which i find hard to describe...and i'm just there (either in the lobby or standing next to a roadside store) just watching, just staring, wandering if i could walk with them if only i ain't working.
And the fog! How i love the very early foggy mornings, i feel like i'm surrounded with a visible air...i feel safe, i feel secure. There are very few episodes of foggy mornings nowadays, but i still love it. ^^
Rainy afternoons are also something i'm grateful about. It's the time of the day when i enjoy drinking coffee more, while reading random articles on the internet, or listening to old good songs, or exchanging messages with my friend via skype who is just few meters away from me...and it makes me laugh uncontrollably because of the punchlines, the emoticons...and the very person i'm having a conversation with ~_~ hihihi.
This season has made me a bit worrisome though, because just last month I couldn't attend to my volunteer work regularly . Due to unexpected heavy rains, i was absent several times. Though i could take a rest, i couldn't actually sleep right away because i kept thinking about it, i felt guilty for my co volunteers and seniors who had to carry additional burden because of my absence. Sorry really, i couldn't help it.
On the brighter side, because of the sleepless nights i spent thinking, i suddenly came up with the idea of continuing my little passion for writing...
Yes maybe i can be called a seasonal writer. I only write whenever i like to (which i honestly don't like most of the time), but when i do, i do so with all my heart and soul hahaha! and with my little knowledge and narrow mind, from the very plain ideas that enter my shrinking brain, the average energy that my dominant hand tries to maintain, from everything and everyone, everywhere.
It still rains these days, but not as often and as continuous as months ago. This season is not yet officially over, because as far as i know it lasts until November.
But somehow there's something different about 'September' (I love this word by the way, it sounds beautiful). The leaves are changing colors, from deep green they turn to yellow, orange, red...the trees shed leaves, and the temperature becomes relatively low.
There's something about this season now...it's cool and dry. In other countries they call it Autumn. But there's no Autumn in the Philippines! (i cri...!!!). It's just something beyond my dreams, so i should be contented with this fall-like season in this tropical country.
Too early to think of, but i'm looking forward for next year, next summer, and next rainy season. May it be more beautiful, may it be more productive for everybody, more peaceful and more fun.
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