Time Out

Ang dami mong ginagawa. Hindi ka ba napapagod?

That is the universal opinion of all those whom I have spoken to about my insane life.

I took time out today to list down everything that I need to do just for this week: chapters for the damn cancer book, additional interviews that I need to conduct for the same project, gigantic projects that I am handling at work (i.e. marketing campaigns that involve everything from creating, producing brochures, tarps, posters, several AVPS, a potential book-photoexhibit as a culminating activity for next year, etc.), planning workshops for juvenile inmates at Bilibid (there's more but I don't want to detail them just yet) all while trying to maintain a 5-day intensive exercise schedule (yoga, cardio, jogging, weights, boxing) and performing and coordinating events for Romancing Venus, among other things.

There's also emotional fall-out from having to deal with being *****, a family who keeps saying I am never there for them (because I'm always out), friends leaving and men whom I do not know what to do with.

Good Lord. I'm surprised I'm not breaking down yet.