I am at a loss for words. My hands are cramped. I have writer’s block. I have burn out.
Or is it burnout? It depends on which website you Google. Burnout is burn out no matter how you spell it. It still reeks of ruin and emptiness.
NGL (am I allowed to use this chat shorthand?), the first few lines at least got me going on my topic about “day out.”
It is scary when a writer gets stuck in the limbo of nothing to say.
To those who always have opinions and stories to tell, this fear of an empty piece of paper (old school writing style) or a bright but empty laptop screen is as foreign as French, maybe.
Why French? It just popped up in my mind like the burnt toast I made with a cranky, old bread toaster.
Or the French toast I almost ruined following one of the 20 ways to make FT. There is really just one way of doing FT.
French toast is made with sliced bread soaked in beaten eggs, milk, sugar and then pan fried. Whatever else you add is only a variation or embellishment. The result is a flanker of the original French toast, to borrow the term from perfumery.
I know this has nothing to do with “day out.” If you have read this far, I hope, I know you are wondering what my point is. Your level of irritation now can be compared to a grand tantrum exhibited by master chef Gordon Ramsay, you doughnut.
One point is an anatomy of writer’s block and how the mind goes round and round like a carousel, thinking it has traveled far on horseback.
We are dissecting, so far, only the extremities of this condition. Think of how much more messy it will be when we reach the heart, the spleen, the brain and the liver.
The central nervous system is like a tree where the heart and brain belong. Talking about the central nervous system makes me all the more nervous because I am not an expert on the subject, but it makes me feel I have traveled far and have conveyed in a run-on way how it feels when you have nothing to say because of burnout.
Maybe I need a day out in a forest theme park or the bald mountains of Cebu or maybe a less ambitious trek, just sitting in Fuente Osmeña Circle to encourage myself to climb out of the rut. And this takes me to my original plan: Give your parents a day out.
It took 15 paragraphs to finally fly free to the main point, the National Take Your Parents to Lunch Day on Oct. 12. It always falls on the second Wednesday of October.
The idea is based on a US movable feast in which school children and their parents have lunch together in the school canteen.
I do not know if this can work out in Cebu this way.
The event opens an avenue for parents to observe how their children interact with their classmates and teachers.
Maybe we can modify this day out with parents by preparing homemade packed lunch, nothing fancy or at no extra cost.
Another way to bring this day out event to our level is for schools to reserve the second Wednesday of October as Family Lunch Date. To make the day less burdensome, the school can invite fast food chains to sponsor the lunch. What do you think?
Maybe I am slowly getting out of the rut at no extra cost, too. My sponsor is the Lord above.