last week, i realized that i haven't blogged, posted any picture, or even checked my personal mail for about three months. i have been cooped up in godforsaken Alabang, working. i practically live there. let me correct that, i live there. i go home to my apartment in makati during the weekends. which isn't exactly the ideal way to live your life. i wouldn't advise anyone to do whatever it is that i do. i'm independent and workaholic. and this kind of lifestyle doesn't exactly work for everyone.
around the first weeks, i would even bring home work with me and mull over it during the weekend. the weight of the laptop and the idea of work following even on weekends made me decide i should stop doing it. my weekends are mine, and i intend to rest away on days i'm not supposed to work.
i miss having my wanderlust moments, though. i recently felt like going out to travel on my own again. just one weekend anywhere. wherever the tides take me. i miss that spontaneous part of me. it's not really easy doing that now because of work. don't get me wrong. i love my job. i won't be packing my stuff in living at the office for the whole week if i felt otherwise. but i wish i could have more control of my time.
although, when you think about it, scheduling has never been a problem for my travel-hungry soul. who knows, the next time i get blogging again, i might be flying over some ocean going somewhere i feel like going to.