Do not get me wrong, I am very happy with my full-time job and grateful that I have one. But since I started with my day job recently, I barely have time at my disposal to engage with other activities that are stimulating both physically (running) and mentally (writing). Like any other day jobs, mine is consuming most – if not all – of my time and I need to learn how to manage my time more wisely, so that my life will be more well-rounded.
Early this morning, while it was still dark and cold, I was already on my way to work. And as I look at the full moon that was still shining so bright as I bike to work, I promised to myself that I must do some writing as soon as I get back home. Writing is one of the many things that I find fulfilling. Now that I am back from work, I am so exhausted to do anything at all, including the one that I love the most: writing.
September has started, which means that the new school year has resume. Students have resumed schools, colleges, and universities. The visibility of school supplies available for purchase reminds me of school.
Like the month of my birth, Christmas, and new year, the moth of August is also very significant to me. It is significant not only because it is the height of the summer, but also because it is the moth when I stopped smoking. I smoked my last cigarette – at least the last so far and hoping to be the last – on the 4th of August 2017.
I have already given-up the possibility to be a non-smoker and accepted that I smoking will be a part of my like, that I will smoke all my life. And yet here I am, after smoking my last cigarette for almost a year now, an ex-smoker blogging about being an ex-smoker or at least being able not to smoke.