i have been back in my hometown for nearly a month now…it feels so good when u get to set foot on the soil where u actually grew up; be with the people who have majorly the reason for your, well, success or failure–however u wanna look at where u are standing now…it does feel good to come back, even if tacloban and biliran already are my "home" now…
i had this thing of climbing up the roof at night even when i was small, to see the skyscrapers of makati, be endlessly proud that, well, i am a true blue batang makati.and there i wud usually, apart from looking at the makati skyline, would lay down looking at the sky..be once agen enchanted by the moon and the stars..and now, to be able to call thru suncellular which i cant normally do inside the house..one, bcoz the conversations are quite private and two the signals kinda weak, it doesnt reach my fon when am inside the haus[or perhaps we have this superduperintergalacticmegalomaniac gi sheets that prevents the network from reaching my fon]..
even in tacloban, the night brings a certain inspiration upon seeing the moon, especially when it’s at its full phase[no, am not a "lunatic" who goes around hunting people at night during fullmoon to drink blood.] but tonight, its gonna b different. there’ll be no moon. he won;t be around; he won’t haunt me in my dreams; he won’t be there, i tell you…coz i chose not to let him in.
he’s gone now. forever.
*matagal ko na itong naisulat…nakalimutan ko na rin ang purpose ko sa pagsulat nito at kung ano ang pakiramdam ko nung sinusulat ko ito…ganunpaman…heto cia at binasa mo.salamat.
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