Nostalgic mode, but with no tears

The pandemic has not waned down in the Philippines, but my panic episodes seems to have winded down a bit, thank God. Could it be that the EMDR therapy is working (thank you, UST Trauma Center of old), or maybe it's the result of my blue pea flower tea therapy (thanks to Verna)?

This seems to have started when I got fixated with Billy Ocean's "Suddenly." One line that particularly struck me is "Life has new meaning to me."

Other signs: I am warming up to new old discoveries: Stevie Wonder's "Don't You Worry 'Bout a Thing" and "Ribbon in the Sky." I've heard these songs before as covers, but never in their original versions, and I find the originals unparalleled. 

Going back to Stevie Wonder reminds me of my years as a young boy. I faintly remember a light song with the title, "Last Time I Saw Him," and I discovered that it was sung by Diana Ross. Then I remembered someone like Stacey Lattisaw, and I rediscovered a couple of her songs, too.   

 

One remarkable thing about this is there were no tears shed around this time. 

Last Friday, it was a terrible day for me, as someone I have helped immensely suspected me of doing something false. Of course I was hypertensive from anger, not to mention panicky. I found solace in a young coworker who I know was a Psych major. I tried her counseling skills and I was quite impressed. She was such a consolation after the ordeal while at work. Apart from this episode, the rest of the week was quite ok, so I am thankful.

I am also especially thankful today because a secret wish -- that only God knows -- was granted. I was pining for the taste  of swordfish for the longest time, and I think it's been years since the last, and I've mentioned this to my mother the day before, I think. Lo and behold, a mobile vendor sold us a pair of swordfish! I couldn't wait cooking it the way I've always wanted: fried then as sarciado or cooked in lots of garlic, onion, and tomato. They say that if it's a total surprise, it's a genuine blessing from above, compared to manufactured or staged blessings for oneself. I'd like to believe that is true. Because in case of the swordfish, what are the odds that it would present themselves right to me on the very next day it was wished for, right?