Closet Clutters

Nasanay akong gigising sa umaga na ang text message mo sa phone ko ang unang kong makikita. "Good morning. Kain ka na ng breakfast."  "Papasok na ko. Have a great day." Mas una ka kasing pumapasok at ako nama'y tamad gumising ng maaga kaya ako yung madalas makatanggap ng unang pagbati. Nakaka-miss din pala yung ganun. Alam kong hindi na tayo, pero cellphone ko pa rin ang una kong tinitignan sa umaga. Umaasang nag-iwan ka ng text. Kaya salamat sa pag-iiwan ng "good morning dude" paminsan-minsan. Salamat Nogs. :) Ang 'yong kaibigan, Chubs

In light with what happened in the last months, I can't help but to reflect on this stage of life that we would all have to go through - death. ****** On consoling and mourning - I really don't know how to act in this kind of situation. I don't know what I should do or what I should say to someone who just lost somebody. All I can say is a simple 'how are you.' I have gone to two wakes last month. The first one was in the wake of my friend's father and the next was in a  friend's grandmother's. All I did was to ask my friends how their relatives died. Then they will go on and narrate the events that lead to their relatives' death. After that we continue to converse about our current lives. I don't know if I should be giving words of encouragement or inspiration. Actually, if I do want to share some words of wisdom, I can't cause I don't know what to say to someone grieving. I don't know what they are feeling and I don...

Matagal na ring panahon kitang pinagmamasdan. Tuwing madadaan ako sa pwesto ninyo, lagi akong napapatinging. Inaasahan ko na ikaw ang nagbabantay, na ikaw ang makikita. Laking ngiti ko naman kapag ikaw nga ang nasa likod ng mga mesa. Ulam man ang inyong binebenta, masilayan lang kita busog na ako. Buo na ang ang araw ko masaglitan ko lang makita ang mukha mo. Di ko mawari ang pakiramdam ko kapag nagtagpo ang ating mga mata. Sa tiyan ko'y parang isang daang paru-puro ang nadarama. Nagkasalubong tayo kanina, naglalakad pauwi. Gusto kitang tawagin ngunit wala akong nasabi. Kinakabahan ako baka kasi hindi mo naman gusto, Na maging kaibigan, katropa, o makilala man lang ako. Pero kahit na lumagpas na ang isang pagkakataon ngayon, Hindi parin ako magsasawang sumilay at tumingin sa iyong direksyon. Lagi ko parin aasahang makita ang iyong mukha, Aasang sana'y makausap at makilala man lang kita. Haay, kuyang may-ari ng carinderia, kaw na sana gumawa ng first move, ...

Lumabas ako ng pinto nang hindi pa rin makapaniwala sa aking narinig. Naglakad patungo sa kalsada na di mawari kung ano ang dapat isipin. Tulala at lito, tangan ko ang mga gamit, niyayapos ito nang mahigpit. Sa gilid ng kalsada, nag-abang ng masasakyan, hindi ko pa rin alam kung ano ang dapat gagawin. Di pa rin matanggap ang malabangungot na balita.

Why can't love be as simple as any other sensation in the body?

A friend sent me text message one night. He asked me how much I charge for a consult. Puzzled as to what consult he is pertaining to, I replied to his message and asked. That's when he informed me of the pain he felt after every running session. I told him it's free since he's my friend. I think my exact text was, 'pre, wala yun. may presyo ba ang pagkakaibigan?' However, he insisted on paying and asked me when I would be free. I was willing to drop by his house that night before going home. But since it was already late, we just scheduled my visit on the following night.