Reality Bites

It's almost ten a.m. and I've slept for 8 hours, the whole trip from Naga to Manila. I fell asleep almost as soon as the bus started to move.



It's been an exhilarating experience, my Bicol trip. It feels exactly like being back in college, with all the bickering, gimiks and vice that literally corrupts me and my friends. He he. But we like being corrupted that way. I'll write another blog for the Bicol trip, but needless to say that it's a weekend of reminiscing and being young again.



I feel old sometimes. I feel lonely every once in a while. For a while there I forgot all of these things. I forgot that I don't have a wedding in my near future. I forgot that my best friends are living on the other side of the planet. And I almost forgot that I am basking in the busy, hectic life of the city to amuse myself whenever I feel old and lonely. It was so nice to escape to the illusion of True Love and what might have been rather than to face reality.



When I heard the honks of horns everywhere, I began to wake up for I know I'm back in Manila. Sitting up straight, I looked around and it's early morning yet the city was buzzing with life. It makes me feel alive and it makes you alert. One can never get bored in the city. Lonely, yes. Bored, never.



Hmmm, heavy, slow moving, bumper to bumper traffic, Mad Max waiting for me. Honks and shouts and giggles, and smiles from my nephew and my niece. Smog, perfume and the aroma of my favorite food and dishes. The sound of my PC being turned on, to reveal my Daniel Radcliffe wallpaper. Gift wrappers strewn everywhere in my room. Ah....it's Christmastime in the city.



I'm back at home.