#musing about life

[xmxisxforxmaybe]

Do you know how much happier the ENTIRE working class would be if full-time meant a work week of 4 days? And I’m not talking 4, 10-12s. 4, 6-8 hour days.

I think productivity, creativity, and overall happiness with one’s job would go way up.

[ghostsandcoffeegal]

I'm sitting at a different coffee shop today than I usually go to and I'm struck by how different the vibes are at each one.

The ones I usually go to are the small local ones. My usual is big and in an old post office building. It's usually bustling and the clientele is a mix of different people. There's music that changes based on the people working at the time and it's almost always dynamic though never overwhelming.

Another I go to often is a metal themed café. It's small, and dark, (and often loud) but the people are kind and cool and interesting to talk to. It's also usually busy despite how small it is. Some of the people are metal heads like me, but you'll just as often see a grandma in there enjoying a damn good cup.

Today's though strikes me as different. It's medium size and Very millennial chic: a plant wall, a chalkboard wall, cozy oak wood on one half. There's two couch/chairs seating areas but most are at the tables. Some of the ceiling panels are clouds. It's very cute and cozy.

The thing is, there's no music playing and somehow the entire clientele seems to be over 50 with a few exceptions. A more modern preppy vibe over all I'd say. I feel a bit out of place here for some reason. I've been here before and had a similar feeling. Is it just the lack of music? The decor doesn't strike me as particularly different, save for a window wall that while it brings in a lot of good light also opens onto the main street, cars bustling by with people . That's not the café's fault though. That's a US thing that the main streets, even of little towns, are designed like mini highways, the pretty planted flowers clinging on as cars whip by.

The more I write, the more I think it is the lack of music primarily that gives the place a weird vibe. Interesting how that can happen. Also the more I write the more I realize there IS music, it's just so low that it's almost impossible to hear what's playing. Could that add to the weird vibe? Not sure.

Do you have certain places you frequent? What draws you to them or turns you away from them?

[thaiteatties]

I’m on vacation with my brother, aunt, and uncle with their 3 kids: two teens and a toddler, and we went to a park with a playground. My aunt made a comment about how the teens (and my brother) were having more fun than her toddler (the reason why we were at the playground to begin with) and I think it says something about how people no matter what age can still run and have fun with one another without their phones. Where we normally live, there are few playgrounds and it’s normally extremely hot and humid making it unbearable outside.

I don’t know. I just hate this misconception about how kids are so obsessed with their phones than play outside when they genuinely would if circumstance permit.

[z-hen]

Death

As much as the next person I think about death; but mostly the thoughts take me by surprise, most recently at 9:10 PM, on November 23rd, 2014, in the "Petites" section of an eerily empty box-apparel shop Kohl's in the eastern part of Pennsylvania; Death tapped on the fitting room door as I held onto some jackets that my aunt had tried on while waiting for her to decide on one of them; it was a tad more expensive than she was willing to pay. After some hesitation and intense staring at the price tag, she chuckled, more to herself than to me,

"I'm going to die in a few years, at most, so what is the point of buying more things that I won't be able to wear much longer"

She put the jacket down and put her own coat back on. Meanwhile somewhere inside me a piece of cleanly washed cloth just got blown off a hangar I didn't know had existed; I watched it drift into a puddle of mud as thunders bellowed at the edge of the horizon. 

No one ever prepares you for the dying of a loved one; it feels like listening to an elegant procession of songs with quiet but clear notes. It seems at the end of every life a human being becomes lucidly clear of its mistakes and longings that he or she can talk about them with more honesty than was ever dared with in conversations not just with others but also with themselves. When I think of death this way I truly fear it. Like arteries of a broken heart, it swells up in unsuspecting life moments to rot memories. 

[madseason]

Job stuff and thoughts!

I'm hoping to find other jobs in the future, and to find more students to teach, but my main priority is finding something that can pay my rent and bills without me constantly worrying that I'm going to have nothing left for food?? YEAH. ADULT LIFE.

I loved being a student, but I definitely think I'm ready to move on now, and it's still nice knowing that I'll never actually stop learning, that I will always have to step back and improve myself/my craft, and that I don't ever really have to feel stuck in one place. For the first time ever I really do feel completely in charge of my own future, which is both intensely freeing and a huge responsibility. I have been darting rapidly between feeling great and feeling completely overwhelmed! But I guess that's life. (When you're a kid you think you'll reach a point where you just know it all, you know what to do and how to do it; that point hasn't come for me, and from what I understand from talking to my parents and to others around me, it never really does come. That is also pretty freeing, though; I don't have to worry about whether I'm doing things "right", because there is no "right" way. Everyone just improvises!)

Feelings.

[perditioner]

i wish you could follow people on secondary blogs

[dethroned-uncrowned]

[itsmyownstage-blog]

musing.

I'm very tired. Ako ang walang work na maraming ginagawa! Haist. My legs 'r achin with all those walks but I thank God for all the good things happening to me. Today, I went to BPI to apply for an OTP position. Gratefully, I passed although my math sucks! So, now another good opportunity knockin my door.. pero paano yung sa abroad? Sayang din yun. If I go there, I can prolly save some extra money pero hindi siya stable. Unlike sa bank.. not to mention it's BPI, stable na siya and somehow it also pays good. Good enough for the family, I should say. Pero.. peroo.. sayang ren ung sa abroad. *sigh*

Right now, I'm torn but I don't wanna stressed myself. I'll just pray that I will make a right choice in the near future.