The walk to Jollibee today was a quiet one. My sister has left for Manila. Despite the sudden outburst of creativity early this morning, I still remain cluttered. Mildly irritated with mother's display of panic. I realized how panic is so contagious. Anybody weak of heart will surely get disturbed with even a wift of it.
Unfortunately I am one of those weaklings. I can barely stand a wave of being swept into somebody else's panic yet ironically i=I always find myself hovering in these situations.
Why am I surrounded with really high strung people? Obviously birds of the same feather flock together, so I know I'm one too. But is there any chance of liberating myself from this? I'm not so sure.
I'm standing at one corner of this tiny Jollibee branch located in Osmena boulevard waiting for 10 minutes to pass till my tuna pie orders become ready. Ahhh here they are. Now to fill my hungry tummy.
Unfortunately I am one of those weaklings. I can barely stand a wave of being swept into somebody else's panic yet ironically i=I always find myself hovering in these situations.
Why am I surrounded with really high strung people? Obviously birds of the same feather flock together, so I know I'm one too. But is there any chance of liberating myself from this? I'm not so sure.
I'm standing at one corner of this tiny Jollibee branch located in Osmena boulevard waiting for 10 minutes to pass till my tuna pie orders become ready. Ahhh here they are. Now to fill my hungry tummy.
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sigh. panic is contagious. or at least, it sure does knock over. when my mom's panicky (i think she's the most panicky person i have ever met), which is quite often, i am also irritated. and she looks so tiny and with her forehead scrunched up and.. just the epitome of despair. i hate it. it makes me want to scream RELAX PLEASE.
i'm also always faced with situations that provoke panic. uneasiness. and i'm tired of it so i'm learning to fight against it by constantly telling myself that i am taken care of.
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