Almost like Eternity

Back from home.

My sanity has been reborn during my few days visit back home. At first I thought I was dreaming, I felt like kissing the ground soon after I stepped out of the airplane but I didn’t…it would be quite unusual and hilarious. Tacloban changed just quite a bit with new establishments and some improvements. What interestingly bedazzled me was to see the faces of some close friends and family, faces I have not seen for almost a year. Almost everywhere I go, I see familiar faces of people I have known for quite a while or briefly. Most of them asking, “hi! where have you been?” or smiling back with a hello gesture. Yes, the city is so small, that almost everyone knows everyone, that gossips are deadly and contagious, that getting from one point to another doesn’t take more than an hour.

The Pintados grand parade looked the same as usual. The streets filled with people and mostly looked like a mess. I walked under the scorching heat of the sun from the People’s center to the downtown area. Beads of sweat trickled on my face while I scurried against the traffic of people on the sidewalks. It was quite a hassle moving about, but I was extremely happy to know I was home again.

Spent the nights with either beer or coffee. Sleep was almost impossible due to restlessness and my newfound habit of being up all night and being asleep all day.

I was also able to spend time with my little princess Andrea. She has grown quite a bit since I last saw her in March. It was quality time. The poor kid doesn’t see me or her mom everyday. A guilt that burdens my heart everytime.

Meeting up with friends was something I looked forward to during my stay, catching up on what has transpired during my absence. Laughs here and then, and stories about nonsense.

My four day visit back home seemed so fast. There were still a lot of things I wanted to do, places I wanted to go, people I wanted to see. But then, time isn’t just enough nowadays.

I took the bus going back home, that way I could have enough money to buy some pasalubong and waste time on thinking and planning what to do next. I also had so much baggage going back, had to bring some stuff that I left behind with Simon. So it was ideal to just take a bus.

Right now, its raining cats and dogs here in my home in Moonwalk. Feeling a bit groggy after almost a day of sleeping. A cup of coffee in one hand, a stick of cigarette in another. My eyes stare blankly into nothingness as the sound of raindrops splatter against the tiled floor. My mind reminisces about those few days back home. My conscience feels fulfilled yet bothered… there is something missing…

…Oh shit, I left P200 worth of Binagol in the bus.

Argh.

{ Currently listening to: } those damn airplanes again

{ I Feel: } sad

Written by domz at 08:37 PM.