City Life
Posted by justinlladoc at 12:31 PM on June 21, 2010.
The metro is getting smaller. Anytime now. And God bless my safety. I've been feeling a bit vulnerable these days. 'Cause of all the changes, the transitions I'm going through. Supposedly, the worst is over. But the hollow part of me says otherwise. Commuting has been an enriching experience, but I guess it isn't for me anymore: Why is it that in trains I never get to sit (no matter how patient I am in waiting for one train after another)? Why is it that buses never seem to move in EDSA, regardless of how much in a hurry I am? Why am I the wettest when it's hot/raining in the jeep? I'll always go back to those times, remembering my youth and early working days.
I'm subtly preparing for the departure of a friend, strengthening my support group while he's still here. So when another pillar leaves me, it won't be as painful. I'll try to understand, whatever it is, but I'll always recognize that it was his choice. Life is what you make it. 
Watching: Private Practice Season 2
Reading: Outliers: Maxwell
But seriously, these have enabled my weekends to be as unique as ever. Uncomfortable, hassle, inefficient, expensive, the status quo self might say. At the same time they were spontaneous, unforgettable, oozing with the 'I've already done that' sensation. And that's what makes all the difference. These are precious gems of memories that have stuffed friends together, and strengthend the bond amidst the danger, uncertainty, of everything strange. And the more we've had this, the more we're becoming hungry of adventure. This is to 'shaking things up' and making life really count.


