A Poem A Day Keeps the Stress Away

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August 3, 2006

When I got up at six-thirty, I saw the dead body of Donald, the duckling. Alas! I then blamed myself why I put water on their makeshift cage.

All day long, Mj and I discussed about our past consumption to the worth of P1000 stocks of groceries. We haven't buy charcoal and rice. And, they were what we're 'problemizing' today. We long for Calove's visit and his promise of giving us again. He doesn't know that Lola/Tita Lo gave us P1000. So, we're not supposed to be anticipating for another P1000. However, we badly needed that amount. We have planned already what to buy on that money.

All day long, I craved for something to eat. Hunger in this remote area is noticeable. And it is being accentuated by our TV-less state. I told MJ that if we have TV, at least our stomachs are also busy and they will not strive for food.

Three-thirty, I made a pool to be planted with 'kangkong', MJ's  favorite. I also watered the plants.

As usual, we eat supper early, to sleep early.

Prayer Concern, Tonight: Calove's visit tomorrow or even Lola's.