Earlier this day, I stayed upstairs to clean the closets, check my pasalubongs from Koyang Mark, declutter the luggages and boxes and to tidily arrange stuffs. I was feeling good coz I get to meet my checklist of things to do for Thursday. Then after some time, I attended to my work-related corner where papers are filed in folders and envelopes, a number of cases filled with pens,erasers and micropore tapes.Kept quizzes and major exams were thickly stacked in a yellow folder, syllabi were in another, quietly my heart began to be a bit lonely. Moreso,when I pulled one folder with paraphernalia of oriented hospitals are placed. No tears were shed yet I am missing my work already. It has been a big part of my life in the past five years. As I was carefully picking bond papers that can still be used as scratch materials(on the other side) and throwing most in the trash bin, I felt like parting ways with a love flame. I have no clear plans of my future career,just not yet. Told casually my brothers, I'll rest from April to May.
It has not yet sunk fully,really. I know that A DAY will have to come where I can give myself ample time to truthfully accept the sad fact that I am jobless.:( I need a good cry on the matter, I will give that to myself.Some good things do not last indeed.
Nevertheless, I know that it is definitely not the end of my beautiful and blessed world.As shared by my friend Lorna, when a door closes, it is opportuned time for a window to open. And in a house, there are more windows than doors,have you noticed.:)
