Nights at work: Wilt, wilting, wilted

Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday’s omissions and regrets.

These past days had me without sleep and feeling groggy until I would board a jeepney. Funny how I would observe my fellow passengers on-board the jeep going to do about their business- schools, markets and offices, while I am in the opposite direction- home.

I used to express my appreciation on working in the wee hours- no traffic, no irritating sounds, just you and the computer. But lately, working late has taken its toll. At the end of my night, literally, I could not say I have been renewed. More of like, wilted? And I don't want it no more, concluding that call centers are not really for me. End of topic.

But as I look at the fresh faces of my fellow passengers their vibrant appearance give me something to look forward to. Like a fresh hint of soap.

While I am melting, their faces exude hope.

What would you do?

What would you do if at one o'clock in the morning, when you are sound asleep, and alone in bed, you suddenly heared someone whisper in your ears I love you and then a cold lips touched your cheeks?

Well- it could just be an imagination but I was awakened and could not get back to sleep. Such a nightmare! Damn!

Can't sleep. Could not sleep.

I slept earlier actually. 8 pm. Unusual.

But I felt cold the whole day. Very unusual again. Must be the weather. Must be the stress I encountered yesterday when my bag with checks and important documents and keys to the house was carried by an unknown passenger leaving me with her bag of unwashed undies. Or just because I sent off a very close relative and her family to the airport today because they are leaving for US. Whatever.

But today was unusually cold.

Maybe because I still have the rashes from my til-as (tell me the English term please) encounter in Batuan. Didn't knew why those greeny oval-shaped things with lots of toxic pricks in their bodies and found in plant leaves suddenly was in my right arm and it hurts like hell. Til-as. Why not tell me. Or you. Why tell us? I'm babbling.

I felt cold. In fact I am shivering to the bones. My body is not even hot. No cough. No colds. I think I have no fever. But I'm cold.

I woke up at 12.30 this morning because somebody miscalled me. Damn! I ignored it. Went to the john only to find a cockroach waiting for me. FYI roaches can kill me, I believe. I abhor them. Those creepy dirty whiskery flying idiots who could survive a nuclear holocaust. Am I just envious? Once I have a bug spray in my bag and friends made fun of me because of it. Roaches tensed me to the maximum level. I sprayed him ( hope he is a he because he would be dead) and it was a bad decision. He/It flew and ran all over my place. 

The more I'm stressed out!

Glad he was dead later. But still I could not sleep. And I am cold! Brrrrrr.

I covered my body with my good old habol (blankets).

The sound of termites eating my door reverberated my room. The clock's ticking joined in like there is a countdown ongoing.

I could not sleep.

I'm cold.

And so this blog.

Say thanks before you sleep

THERE’S always a reason to say “Thank you” before going to sleep. No matter how crappy your day was, there must have been a redeeming factor or two! Instead of thinking of the things you have to do the next day, fall asleep with happy thoughts.

Did you share some chuckles with friends? Did you have a hearty meal? Did you make it to work on time? What compliments did you get today? Did you help anyone? Think of the goodness that came to you in big and small packages. Every good thing adds up to us feeling positive about the day.

And then give thanks to the universe. Instead of counting sheep to fall asleep, count the good things that happened to you today and say thanks for each one of them. You not only recognize the wonderful moments of that day, but you fall asleep in a calm, peaceful, happy mood. Sweet dreams!

from Happy Nest, Toni Platon-Tiu's blog about positivity and the good things that can make your every day better. Toni, who works in the media industry as a communications planner, is a writer at heart and has been blogging since 2001. 

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