- Latte
My morning routine usually comes up with a nice cool latte to start the day. It begins with the slow trudge to the kitchen, my two cats leading the way. This routine of course begins with THEIR morning snacks first before I start on mine. And then once the cats are satisfied, they’ll walk off and leave me alone in the kitchen stoning with the buzz of the water boiling in the kettle. Before the wheezing of the kettle starts to ease off, I break out of my reverie and take a glass cup and teaspoon. The 411 coffee is scooped into the cup – just 1 teaspoon. I like my latte light. The kettle growls are wheezing off finally and I take it off it’s holder to pour the newly boiled water into the coffee. About 1/4 of the cup and then comes the best part. The milk! Full cream milk still brings me joy as I pour it down into the cup. The dark black coffee turns a brownish cream as it mixes together. And there it is, the not so classy-simplest-form-of-latte drink! - Morning Sounds
I didn’t think much about it but now that I’m remembering, I love the morning sounds in my neighborhood. I live on the 25th floor but the sounds of traffic, the rubbish truck rolling in to start collecting the filled up bins, birds fleeting by and calling one another, are still loud and clear which I appreciate. Hmm, I can’t seem to remember other sounds though. - Journaling
Spewing words early in the morning can be quite therapeutic or can be quite strenuous. Nevertheless F.U.N. as words are forced out of my brains even though I’m spilling out rubbish thoughts and unneeded validations. Some days are pretty good where I’m sharing fun events or nice and interesting things that happened the day before. Or it could go bad where I simply feel depressed and down in the dumps and it just feel like you’re never getting out of that dumpster anytime soon. So all you see are the bleakness of the cavern and no way out in sight. So you decided to just stick around and sob your way through your despair. Until you realize that you’re STILL in the cavern and if you don’t get your ass out of there anytime soon, no one is going to come running to find you. And that’s when I’ll give myself a “text-slap” in the face to wake up and start doing something about it. So yes, journaling brings me happiness or… some wake-the-fuck-up moments. - Going On a Walk / Exercise
YES! I do love it despite the efforts that I have to do and the sweats that I have to go through as part of keeping my body moving and active so that all the body parts realize that “oh, so she’s still using that muscle huh. Alright then. We’ll leave it alone”. Although this back pain that I’ve been having for the longest time is making me feel like a broken tv set that has missing parts causing the TV to have a bloody snowy effect and you still can’t get a clear picture goddamnit! So I’m now back to cycling, my childhood hobby. It doesn’t hurt the back as much nor my right leg which was suffering from sciatica pain. And cycling is more intense than walking so… hope that stubborn fats decides to finally jump off ship permanently. Please muscle, keep on growing and don’t give up!! - Inserting a Little Bit of Me-Time
With reading or watching a movie, as it feels like a me-time moment that I truly truly treasure because it’s so hard to do that now. Especially reading! Watching movies is still part of my job so that’s easier to work in. But reading…man, the attention span has shrunk my brain into a walnut-sized chipmunk lunch meal. Very bad. Social media is the crux of this disease of mine unfortunately and the low-discipline I have is pissing me off. I would like to blame Trump and the world on this because I got stuck on Instagram (again!) trying to get the latest news on the war with Iran so that I can be educated, one step ahead of the fake-news from low-lifers out there in the world and at least I am able to be on top of things before these world leader’s dumb me up so bad that I become a vegetable. In which case it might perhaps be a good time to pull the plug then.
So yes, 5 things that brings me happiness every day ramblings. I think I talk too much but man that was quite free-ing!
To the next writing prompt!



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