The crazy cat lady.
The crazy cat lady.
THIS. FOREVER.
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Wala na bang igagaan ‘to?
Konting tiis.
Hinga lang.
Everything in its own time.
GPOY
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I always had a thing for Batman symbols.
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She pulls her luggage out of the front door without making a sound, her frail arms struggling with the weight. Why would she do it? She’s going to throw her whole life away. Her mother taught her better, her father doesn’t care, and I know she knows what they all think.
The cab’s here. I didn’t even see it coming. Pitch black suites this neighborhood pretty well. I couldn’t make out the plate number but I’m sure about the driver. He’s been her regular cab driver since she moved to town and I’ve always wondered why. She doesn’t go anywhere without him.
He helped her load the luggage onto the trunk and carefully closed it shut. Now a pause. The understanding stare they’re giving each other makes me want to go back to bed and pretend nothing ever happened. But this has kept me up at night for weeks now and I couldn’t miss it for the world. He will be the last person she’d see and talk to and this is the last time she’d need his service.
Without a word, he went back to the wheel and started the engine. She turns to take a last look and let her last moments in this place sink in, opens the door to the passenger seat, looks around for any witnesses, and bids my unknown presence farewell.
I couldn’t help but wave back.
Tomorrow she’ll be gone. Her mother will be worried sick, her father still drunk, and I shall go about my daily business without a single comment nor concern. I’m just a witness to something I cannot even blindly put… To her mother, this is the saddest day; her father wouldn’t even know what year it is; and the driver thinks this is the greatest thing he’s ever done for someone else.
But to the girl I frequently see chained to her bed and kicked in the face, this is the beginning of freedom.
Today’s a good day. :)
First, I went “city-hopping” with Marian. Yeah, sorry for the term but it’s my first time to actually go these many places in a day. After having our log sheets signed at our Broadway office, we commuted to Cubao to get a bus that was supposed to take us directly to TV5’s Novaliches HQ. Since buses en route to Nova were scarce and we were on a “tight” sched, Munoz was the next best option; from Munoz, we hailed an FX going to Novaliches.
I can’t remember the last time I was at the Nova office so it was nostalgic to be there again. Anywaaaay, we waited for Cholo before heading up to the HR department to get our certificates. The fishballs we ate afterwards left me thirsty so I dragged my friends to the canteen. Cholo was (surprisingly) generous today, he bought our drinks and even shared fish crackers with us (If you know Cholo, you’d understand). After letting our “moment” at the Nova office sink in, we got in the FX and found ourselves going home from there for the last time.
Since I didn’t want Anzel to go through the trouble of going to Novaliches just to fetch me, we compromised and met halfway. The travel back home was long and sticky because of the heat. He didn’t stick around much though; we both have separate plans the next day.
I got a text from Kim and a call from Obe telling me to show up at Seph’s E.Rod condo by 8pm. Mika was coming too and she wanted her phone back since she left it at our house in Cavite. I got there past 8 and couldn’t resist the urge to climb up the condo’s rooftop which actually serves as our “home/zombie apocalypse HQ” from time to time. Transferred to Jollibee and decided to head home by 11.
Too bad Stephen and the others weren’t there.
Unplanned sessions. Fun. :)
*The picture, btw, was taken a long time ago. As of now, the construction site at the bottom is almost as tall as the rooftop. Ah, progress. <3