beramonde

On Monday, my resignation would be in effect, and I would be free from my work to pursue my own creative goals. I'm looking forward to that.

In the midst of thinking about what to do next, I thought about my writing and how I haven't done that for a while. I think I'm a bit rusty but I don't think anyone should let that get in the way.

Dear Cat,

Happy monthsary to us! X3

Sure does feel like we've been a couple for more than a month. Feels like a year already, actually (as we've always been saying).

I'm really glad I met you. I think it was fate... Maybe there were a few lonely angels in heaven who chanced upon our wandering souls and thought, "the world needs a bit more love. We just need to make those two people meet to make it right."

Well, whatever the case, I am grateful. There was something about you that drew me in the first I saw you. I think I saw a vision of us. I just had to get to know you. I couldn't let go of that opportunity. I took it longingly, and I remembered how it was to be alive. Thank you.

I love you, Catherine. Know that I will always protect you.

Thinking of you always,
Chase

Although I woke up early yesterday, I felt oddly tired. I could hear a light wheezing from my breath and I wondered if it was because of fatigue (from band practice the day before) and the few moments of smoke exposure I've been experiencing these past few days. I ended up sleeping for two more hours. Later at work, though, I found myself feeling sleepy again. I wondered why, but nothing came to mind.

I promised not to bother Cat today since she'd be going out with Xandra. Their gimmicks have been getting postponed for quite some time now, and I didn't want to distract her now that it had pushed through. I'm sure they're going to miss each other a lot when Xandra leaves for the States; I knew that I should let them make the most of things until then. I know that eventually, I'll be in the same boat as Cat is with her. I suppose I need to prepare and be strong, too, for both our sakes.

I headed off to Starbucks late that afternoon, deciding to get myself perked up by coffee and some [poetry/song/random] writing. Niel texted me soon after I got there, though, so I invited him to chat. He really looked like he needed to de-stress, so it was the perfect chance for the both of us.

We talked about things that were on our minds, and told a few stories to catch up on each other. It was pretty nice. We talked about the band as well: how we could grow (future gigs and similar opportunities come to mind), how to avoid mediocrity and being complacent, how we were compared to how we are now. I'm looking forward to a good future for the band.

I never got to write then, since I never got my alone time. I've been thinking a lot for most of the day, though, and I found myself wanting to write after I got back from my coffee break. It was a song that went,

"As snow falls in that foreign land, reach out your hand.
The prayers I have said in the rain are being carried to you."

... I have a Sudoku widget on my blog. That's just insane. I wonder what other stuff I can put in here.

In other news, work has been so nice lately. The pay may not be as good, but it sure is fun. I've always enjoyed the thought of working with friends, and now I'm doing just that. I'm a bit close to one of my bosses because of some work I did with him, which I think is causing some sort of friction with the other workers. I'm trying to manage myself, how I deal with them, and my bosses, and so far so good.

I'm also glad that my friend / boss looks happier now. He had a rough encounter with the ones that he's in-charge of (partly because of me, mostly because of a decision he made), but he was able to overcome his troubles and weaknesses. Some of the more stubborn or conservative ones probably don't like him changing (maybe because they found a passive boss easy to control?).

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Spending more time at work has made me change my opinion on some people. I guess they're not so bad after all. Life's like that, I suppose. You just have to stick around long enough for good things to happen.

A friend of mine just gave me a subscription. @_@ Thanks so much Dee (poetess)! Made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.