fast and slow

This week passed fast, I must say.

In my mind, I can still vividly remember last Friday, standing outside my office with my tumbler in hand as it neared 6pm, the time to leave the office and meet my friend for dinner. I remember vividly my colleague telling me that Fridays were early days in the office. Now it seems like in just a blink of an eye, it is this Friday, and a week has passed.

I suppose part of it is because I am settling in well at work, and because I have more things to do and colleagues to talk to and gossip to. I walk in and out of the main office very often nowadays, especially this week, to talk to my colleagues, get hot water from the pantry, more so than I used to. I am settling in, and I am glad.

I remember writing here before, that I did not want to be part of the people joining the rat race with sad, stressed faces in the mornings. I wrote that I did not want to be one of those people with super black, unhappy, haggard and tired faces. I am glad that as a month has passed, I am still not there yet.

I recall my past job, my internship for 8 weeks in another larger corporation. I dreaded work everyday, I went to work with a black face and a tired look, and didn't talk much to my colleagues, because hell, they were really cold and they formed cliques of their own like no one's business. I recall counting down the days till the end of my internship.

Boy, am I glad that in this job, I go to work everyday pleasantly enough, albeit at times, tired. I mean -- everyone has good days and bad days, and there are certain days where I do not have enough sleep and I go to work tired, but above and beyond that, I go to work feeling normal, and not dreading it. I have colleagues to talk to, they have included me in their stuff, although we have yet to be really close. That takes time, and of course, I am working towards that.

When it comes to relationships, I am the happiest too. Things are working out well with my woman. Yes, there may be a lot of times where we fight, or we get annoyed with one another, but who doesn't? If you never ever get annoyed, never ever fight, I must say, you don't really care much. We do fight now, but we also make up much faster than before. I do get annoyed too, but I try to limit it, because she is still learning, and I am also changing.

We have plenty of new starts with regards to our relationship, and I am glad it is working out well. I am slowly letting go of the getting annoyed when she goes out without telling me, although now I just tell her to let me know, because I am not physically there in the same country as her, so I worry, especially when it isn't as safe there as it is here. But basically to me, alot of things have changed, and I am glad that it is all for the better.

I have come to realise (because I actually have plenty of time to think about us at work), that she really is the one for me. I just know it, just as she just knows it. We have gone through a lot, and we have come this far. I am so glad we have come this far, we have stuck it out and gone through rain and shine to get where we are now.

3 weeks from now, we are going to be together for 2 years. It is unbelievable, considering that we are in a long-distance relationship. I guess the key to it is just to love, always, always love, and never give up.

She makes me happy. No matter what. I can be super tired from work, super pissed at someone, damn mad at my family and damn annoyed with the younger sister, but she never ever fails to make me feel better. Even when I am annoyed or mad with her, she can make me feel better after awhile. It is just how she is like, who she is. She just talks to me in that cute voice of hers, makes nice to me, and I melt and forget about everything.

Talking to her every night has been part of our relationship for so long, and I cherish it even more now. Because work can get tiring, physically and mentally, but the most important thing is that I can come home to her at night. Not physically, but emotionally, I get to come home to her every night. Talking to her every night after work is what really, really makes my whole tiring day alright again. Going to work early in the morning and receiving her texts when she wakes up is what motivates me to work too.

It would be wrong for me if I do not admit that she really, truly, makes me happy. My happiness is such that I don't mind giving up a lot just for her, so long as she is happy with me, and I am happy with her. So long as we are happily in love.

I guess, what I am just saying is that when I am with her, I feel that everything is possible.

She makes me feel that nothing is impossible. She makes me realise that with her love and my love for her, everything is possible.

I guess, for me, and for her, there is an happily ever after. It exists.

Thank you, baby.