Hello Blogger, How Have You Been?

Blogging is actually like talking to myself and
posting it for keeps. It's a word capture of
a moment in time, in life.

So when I rarely do post a blog item,
it can only mean I am busy,
or I am too unfeeling to talk to myself,
my life in general, as a blog.

Or sometimes, there are just so many things
happening, all at the same time, or in a week's span,
that it becomes too difficult to capture
a segment worthy enough to have a singular blog theme.
It's not "bloggable," or in our workshop's term,
"reportable."

Oh you bet, in two weeks, my life
has become like simultaneous one-act plays
rising to Greek mystery and drama proportions.
It's as though I became a one-man Virgin Labfest,
or rather, a festival of plays with one character
interacting with the rest of the world.

On the side, there's always this pest,
whom I have sprayed away with
my insect repellant, who keeps
assuming I am there or here, or everywhere,
even if I have no direct contact
with the superficial parasite.

Oh well, it adds to Greek theater.
This bit player with a big thorax
and bloodsucking appendage
makes noise to feel "in the loop."
It's your typical limelight seeker.

But that's the least of my concern.
I just have to blurt that one out,
to extinguish the bug.

And quietly, I simply focused on
finishing my three-week stint,
a fab assignment I must say.
It kept me going, in spite of all the drama around.
Thanks, Cabrera and company!
Some good things never last, sigh.

They kept me stable.
And they allowed me to bear an unplanned toothache,
and a series of needle shots for a root canal therapy.
As if the saga wasn't enough, the tooth tried
to steal the scene as well. Luckily, a friend
of mine referred me to a very good lady dentist.
Now, I can say, I have a dentist. Been a while,
after I ignored my tooth, which can really paralyze one's
daily life. I blame it on someone I kissed.
It was too uneventful, it worsened my cavity. Haha!

I realized, I have a good tolerance for pain.
And amidst this colorful, rollercoasting past weeks,
I realized, honesty helped me make it through.

So please don't ask me how I have been?
Or is this true or not?
Unless you're a real friend of mine.
And there's no need to know who they are.
I've always kept my true friends in my heart.
The rest, well the word "rest", actually rhymes with the word, "pest."

Soon this will be over, and I will be back
to my peaceful freelancing, noise-proof cocoon.
Which actually, began today again, officially.

So that's it my blog, I have been doing fine, so far.
I think. Does that answer your question?