The Toll Of Stress

How would you know if you have too much in your plate? Maybe for most of us, we tend to do things more than what we can actually do. The reasons for that may vary. It could be purely professional, with your boss pumping you with lots of workload to do. Another reason could be impressing your colleagues that you can handle almost everything or maybe you simply need the money. Regardless of these reasons we still keep on saying “Wait, I’ll do that later”. Even if later came and passed we still didn’t do it. If you think you are one of them, then probably you are biting off more than you can chew. Here are more signs that you are turning into one major biter:
  • Why do I have a hard time remembering things?
    In this day and age, stress is now a frequent visitor to all of us. It’s inevitable that you might forget a thing or two. The best solution is to take down notes on a post-it or journal. You can also put an alarm setting on your phone to remind you of important meetings.
  • Why can’t I eat properly? I’m hungry but I think I lost my appetite
    You start to skip meals because you are busy. By the time you are ready to eat you already lost your appetite.  Be sure to eat at the proper time everyday. If in a busy situation, you can sneak a bite of crackers or biscuits.
  • Why do I just wake up for no reason at all?
    Sleep disorders are common to everyone but because you have many things in your plate more than the usual you keep thinking of what to do. Give your mind & body the rest that they deserve. The proper compensation for a hard day’s work.

Poem: This Life Isn’t Ours To Own


   We were running the same route one step at a time, 
   parallel to each other, 
   side by side following the rhythm of the other. 
   We tried to make it spark
   but it wouldn't work out. 
   We loved one another like no other 
   but circumstances are pulling us away from each other.
   What we had is bad timing…really bad timing.
   Maybe today isn’t our time. 
   Maybe this life isn’t ours to own. 
   Maybe someday, sometime in a different dimension 
   Where that two oceans finally meet 
   I hope we would find our way back to each other 
   and finally be together.

   2011©Agapin Edrayll

    Image: Wuthering Heights 1992

Poem: Eyes Of The Pessimist


   I am a pessimist
   I see the negatives
   I judge the idiots
   I scream your woes
   I live in prejudice
   I laugh at injuries
   I embrace racism
   I support fascism
   I love to see the wrong in everyone
   So that I could rise among anyone
   I am prejudiced
   I discriminate
   I incriminate
   I point out the wrong.
   My soul is now blackened
   My life is now shrouded
   Lies and bigotry are all consuming me
   My eyes are of the negative
   They are the eyes of a pessimist

   2011©Agapin Edrayll
    Image: Girl, Interrupted

Poem: Then There Was This Happy Moment


   Then there was this happy moment
   A short lived dream 
   An escape from reality
   A fast lane to fantasy 
   Every smile meant a smile 
   No pretentions 
   No alibis 
   No lies 
   No demise 
   It took me my lifetime to reach this moment
   Everything was good 
   No glitches 
   No detours 
   All was well until reality came to dwell  
   In that moment
   In that brief moment
   Happiness was like no other
   I’d rather relieve that happy moment for all eternity 
   Than live my life looking back, 
   facing regrets for the rest of my life

   2011©Agapin Edrayll
    Image: Eternal Sunshine Of A Spotless Mind
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