defy gravity!

i haven’t left the house in two days.

my brother calls me the hermit, snuggled in my tiny shell…like the crab, thank you…and not in a Unabomber kinda way.

when i wake up in the morning, i head on to my little corner that overlooks D. Jakosalem. the morning sunlight streams in, and i break it up by drawing half the shade, just enough to allow a sliver in. i turn on the computer and head on to the loo. anne’s “trigger” is talking to me, my brother’s is choosing DVDs at Joaquin’s house, mine is sitting in front of the laptop. with number two done, i start work.

i surf for the paper’s entertainment stories (at most an hour) and write the stories that keep piling up in my to-do list (at most, forever). gawd, i have to finish the Mooon article, the Shang chef story, and my Fads and Trends for the Cebu Yearbook. but this damned writer’s block just keeps getting in the way. i try to get past it (nudging myself over the block forcibly) two ways: maybe i just need a drink, go out with friends to gulp down a couple, and find myself unable to write because of a serious hangover; or…shop. i headed on to the home section to buy new shower curtains,a matching hamper, sheets, and do the grocery with my faithful wingman,and come home unable to write because i am too pooped from redecorating this cozy shell
i recently found a third way to try and get over the block: exercise. this week i’ve gotten back to the healthy habit of walking for an hour in the abellana track, increasing aerobic activity just might do the trick. no such luck. what it did, though, was open up a whole world of possibilities…i had no idea so many cute guys hung around the track in various stages of undress
maybe i should try writing at a different time…late in the evening? when the world is shutting down, can i rev myself up to put words on electronic paper? or perhaps i just need a new place to do my writing, after all, i got myself a laptop for that reason: i fancied myself an ambulant wordpress at one time or another.

someone suggested more sex. that’s one more than what i have now, i daresay, teeeheeee. any suggestions?

me

photos: my morning corner; my shower goes Paul Smith!

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