i stayed too long in glorietta yesterday with nothing to do in particular. i just wanted to be home dead tired. i tried to look for something to buy for myself, something that would make me smile. but i didn't find what i was looking for. i phoned friends. i ate at KFC. i bought coleslaw. ΓΌ
on my way out, i passed by those blind musicians and caught them singing "the greatest love of all" and i cried a tear. i dunno why. i guess i was just too emotional at that time. while waiting in line to ride the shuttle, jill passed by. i was happy to see an old friend. we didn't get to chat for long coz she has to find her own line. gosh! tatlong dekada ang pila sa shuttle namen. this was caused by a ten-wheeler truck that turned over somewhere in sucat, the driver told us. the ride home took so long. we had to reroute since traffic was heavy which was fine for me.
i came home and spoke to no one until mum arrived. actually, i don't think i would even talk if she hadn't asked me questions. i was lying in bed ready to fall asleep when she asked why i didn't bring my lunch that she prepared for me. she asked if i didn't like the food. and if i even went to work. why wouldn't i bring my lunch?
tears stream down my face as i struggle to sleep and hoped i didn't hear anything from her last night. i knew that, once again, i had hurt someone. i am hurting and not much people knew about it. i kept crying until i never felt it stop.
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