In the past four weeks, the digital screens have taken over the world.
It was five weeks ago when the government enforced the community quarantine in my area, but to most of us, it already feels like a lifetime ago. Most of our usual activities like meetings, lunch dates, happy hours, and even play dates have been reduced through the digital screens.
It is in situations like this that we find beauty in the things that we used to take for granted — in things that were once present and constant. The irony of it all is that we, human beings, become so used to our surroundings that we tend to fail at appreciating the beauty that behold us. This pandemic is a huge reminder that we should give importance to the little things in our life because everything could be taken away from us in one fell swoop.
This situation made me realize how much I miss Makati; its streets that are usually packed with cars, the sidewalks that are filled with people rushing to work, the coffee shops that have long lines, the malls that I was so used to roam around during lunch breaks with my boyfriend and a lot more.
But amidst this pandemic, I know that there is hope. A desperate feeling within our hearts — our hearts that are eager to do something, to go places, and to start anew. An invisible contract within our souls to start living a better life because it is never too late to start over.
With all the things happening in my country and the whole world in the past couple of weeks, it is really hard for me (and, maybe for everyone, too) to find light in these trying times. Classes has been suspended for over two weeks already and the government has encouraged to postpone all gatherings including graduations rites, Sunday masses, etc. I’m really having a hard time taking this all in since I hate being stuck at home because nothing really good happens when I’m here.
In the Philippines, the community quarantine happening in Metro Manila caused a lot of worry and panic to its people. Most of the companies and employees were forced to transition to a work-from-home setup (or skeletal, for those who can’t afford all their employees to WFH) and, for me, the problem not only lies with people lacking cooperation and not following instructions, but also with the government not having concrete plans for such emergencies which is the exact same reason why people tend to panic which caused them to think that it’s better to go home to their respective provinces to avoid the “lockdown.” Continue reading →
Take vacations. You don’t have to feel guilty for not reporting to work nor for leaving your teammates for a day or two.
Take breaks. You can’t actually work for eight hours straight, take a break away from your computer from time to time.
Save your energy. Save your energy for the more important things and stop stressing over something that you have no control over.
Focus on quality. You don’t have to get everything done in a day. Focus on what you’re currently working on and make sure that the quality is good to go regardless if there will be someone available to review it or not.
Give yourself credit. Don’t waste your time overthinking if you’ve disappointed someone or if you’ve done something wrong. Most of the time, you’re doing your best. Don’t be too hard on yourself.
I just feel like writing these down for future reference because they are not only relevant in terms of work, but it also applies to real life situations and instances.
Day in and day out, all I do is write. A lot of people would ask me, “What is it with writing that you adore so much?” The truth is, I’ve tried and tried, but I could never come up with the perfect answer or explanation for that particular question because, really, it had me thinking, what is it with writing that I love so much?
When I am writing, the world seemed limitless and so were my words. Somehow, I feel like when I am in front of my laptop, my hands perfectly coordinates with my keyboard – as if the words flow naturally. It’s like inhaling life itself and penning them down to make every unexpected moment frozen in time.
Every composition is written with a trinket of my blood – siphoning every bit of my heart so I could come up with the perfect prose, the perfect article, the perfect letter – each article symbolizes a different battle scar. So when I write about love, I hope you know that each article took a lot of digging deep into the depths of my heart – every article took a piece of my heart to justify your presence in my midst.
Remember that pens are mightier than swords and each layer I peel out from myself to write about the magnificence of your existence in my life – how your scars are nothing but blemishes to a flawless exterior or how your stare felt like the sun touching my skin or how your smile can turn a stormy day into summer – I am slowly putting down my shield.
You see, every story I write is a moment of weakness; it’s as if I am letting you peek straight into my soul – as if I am slowly destroying the walls surrounding my heart – and slowly opening up to you and to the world before us.