It's been a whirlwind of activities for me for the past two weeks; am now going into my third week of non-stop Taz-like days.
I know I should not be overexerting myself but I can't resist it. I keep on piling up activities and so far, I've managed my time well and was able to cope. Although there are still days that I would just conk out at 10PM. Being pronounced well and in remission must have made me desperately want to prove that. And if going around in a flurry of activities and living each minute of to the fullest will reinforce that pronouncement, so be it.
I should not tempt fate, I know.
I'll be a good girl, promise. Come Thursday, I'll be getting my R and R in Boracay with the girls. After that, I'll take it easy.
Post Pandemic Reflections
2 years ago
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