like a mechanical doll...

for the first time in a long, long while, i had the day to myself. almost devoid of any stimulation, i spent a quiet day at home, doing my ironing and cleaning up my room. and later, going for mass.

and i felt like a mechanical doll begining to unwind.

there's a pleasure in stepping back and letting things settle down, the slowness of the day a stark yet lovely contrast to the insanely fast pace of work and the daily bustle. i could feel myself actually breathe.

remembering a coursemate's words, when we met during the recent UM Alumni Dinner, there is a certain need for rest. not just sleep...but allowing the self to kick back and reflect and feel. hardly any space for that, in between all the moving around. there's so much to do, and yet i know it will never end.

so i content myself with trying my best, learning as much as i can and moving on.