Feeling under the weather today, woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I just came back from a short bike ride. As dramatic as it sounds, I actually enjoyed the wind on my face as it welcomed it with each push of the pedal. But my face has been very dry from the cold weather, so it’s far from the romanticized version anyone might envision. Not that that’s important, anyway.
I am feeling a little stressed lately about a number of things. The renovation, my uncle’s stroke/hospital bills, Manila home’s construction that seems to never end, the Christmas party. So far, it’s safe to say it is centered around financial problems. It’s my mom’s burdens, but her burdens are my burdens, too. Then I feel like I’m not doing enough to help back home. It’s just one of those days, maybe.