Exploring Manila… again.
If you call staying at Starbucks, Intramuros in Manila, “exploring”, then maybe it should count. I haven’t been on that side of town and to think I’ve already worked 2 years in Manila. I distinctly remember telling myself, more of like consoling, that it’s okay being stuck in a rut like Manila… At least I will be able to explore it. Like it or not, it is and will remain to be the capital of the Philippines. No earthquake in my lifetime may change this and it is good to be able to know the “coolness” that is left of it.
It was nice talking about dreams again and uncovering a past revisited. It was brief and sweet like the taste of my Hazelnut frappe. It also seemed familiar and new to me all at the same time. Definitely unproductive but fun nonetheless. I basically still have some breathing space left this September and I’ll try to take advantage of the “me” time I can still squeeze out of it.
At the end of the night, I was given a little project. I think I can pull it off since it has been feeling weird the past few days. It isn’t guilt nor disloyalty. It’s just me plainly managing an awkward situation. Well, I made a promise to a friend. A promise I intend to keep since time is of the essence.
Well good night again, Manila.
