Paminsan-minsan.

Masarap mag-usap.

Masarap umiyak.

Tapos mas masarap ng huminga.

Sigh.

The rest I had does not suffice.
I have worked my ass off even on a holiday.
I am almost at the top but I still feel lost.
I want to think I’m ok; but everyday, I realize, I am not.

I think I have stepped on a quicksand; I am there long enough before I realized that I am already drowning.
Now I have to keep on swimming.

I am tired.
But I cannot get tired.
I want to rest.
But I am not entitled to rest.

I want to blah. I want to rant. I want to blog.

I just do not want to cry.