Friday night and I’m still in the office.
I do not get text messages from Morny and Rumel anymore. They’re now in their own world of playing billiards, having night outs at Countryside in Katipunan, and watching Star Trek Voyager. The first two I can still relate to, but I guess I’m not too much of a geek to be a trekkie.
I want to go biking tomorrow in Batangas. What I find weird is there is a part of me that doesn’t want to go there for now. Shadows of an unfinished mall and memories of the Batangas home haunt me. I wish we didn’t push through with that project. I wonder what life would’ve been if we chose to stay put and be content instead. But here we are and here I am. What’s done is done and the only thing that we can do is make the best of what we have now. Still, I can’t seem to look at Francis straight in the eyes. I can see his disappointment. And I don’t want to show what’s in mine.
When I was driving at Gilmore the other day, I saw something I was really not expecting – they were already selling parols. Only then did I realize how close it is to Christmas. This afternoon, my boss told us to submit our Christmas list.
Christmas. Now that’s a thought. I’m not looking for anything spectacular this year. I don’t want to set myself up again for another fall. The only thing I’m wishing for is a warmer one. I just want to feel the season. Haven’t felt it for quite some time now.
It’s a Friday night and I’m still in the office. I need a breather. Thank God for blogs.