monday afternoon an avalanche of activities and stories always meets me on mondays. some people choose to be bitter on a monday because they need to hustle to wake up early. early in the morning and the week, they have to make their own choices when they know precisely that their fate isn't always determined by their own.

ahaha. i don't always like to wax philosophical, but humor me a bit.

one good thing about waking up in the middle of the day and starting out late is that i get to jump into activity already spinning around me - work, clockwork trains, classes, people's messages on cell phones and e-mails. everyone else's started their day already, all i hafta do is hop along and join the ride.

it's a lot like what resa wrote about during family parties - that as kids you "don't really belong anywhere yet":

moving from room to room... too young for the kitchen. too wild for the living room that was reserved for "real guests." too female for the porch or the garage where all the men enjoyed time away from their wives. getting shooed out of the kitchen by our moms who told us to stop running and act like young ladies and being sent away from the cold, smoke-filled garage by our dads who are busily playing card games and dreaming up what they would do if they won the lottery.

running and running and running in shiny mary janes away from the titas that pinch you for being too malikot, away from the crazy aunties turned dictators/photographers, and to bedrooms with nintendo and barbies and more and more kids to play with.

falling asleep in heap with my cousins on a couch or in a tita's lap.

my dad carrying me to my room and my parents strategically arranging pillows all around to at least try and keep me from falling off the bed.

sleeping, sleeping soundly between crisp sheets and soft pillows

*thanks for hurricanes that force you to sit with your family, speaker phone, new pens

resa forgot to add mothers and aunts and elder cousins' disapproving squeals in the event that your cousins and you decide to be adventurous and start invading neighbors' back yards and climb big mango trees at vacant lots. ahahahaha.

when you add that last bit about needing to stay within your house and yard's confines, it's no different from my right now, when you awake late and just need to jump into the fray to join.

thanks for the rare non-busy monday. ok, let's not jinx it now, ahahahaha. ...   ¶ 9/27/2004 04:50:00 PM