UNLESS someone like you
Cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better.
It’s not…
You’re in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds.
And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs.
Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care.
Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.
Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack.
Then the Lorax
and all of his friends
may come back.
Dr. Seuss (1971) “The Lorax”
I was going to meet Dulcinea in Makati to go see this thing we both wanted to see. So I told her to meet me at a certain burger joint at the Ayala MRT station. I got up (relatively) early on a Saturday morning, which of course took more than a little effort because the previous night was a Friday and, well you know what we “young” people do on Fridays. *wink* So I got to Ayala and to my surprise, there were chicken barbecues where burgers should be! And of course there was no Dulce in sight. Since I had no way of contacting her because she lost her mobile, I just decided to eat a late breakfast, all the while thinking to myself, there are better breakfast places 15 minutes away from my apartment in TV. Oh well.
And this is why I’d rather not leave the Village. I don’t know where everything else is in the other areas of the world.
At least my Saturday morning was a little better than D’s. Apparently she went around looking for our supposed meeting place, which is why I couldn’t find her. I went back to QC shortly after I finished my breakfast but D, nice person that she is, waited around for a couple more hours. I guess I could have done the same but I just don’t have that kind of patience.
Really sorry Duls! :( QC na lang kasi next time. Hehe.
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
Neil Gaiman
Happy New Year! :)
Why she had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday.
Bistro. Beer. Beatles.
I heart Fridays.
:-))
Oi, Niña has an ongoing exhibit. Tara, let’s visit. :)
There’s something you’re not seeing here. Look back. Retrace your steps.
:P
No ghosts
of Christmases
past, present, or future
It is the ghost
of New Year past
that haunts me
The one that came
at 2 AM
held my hand
and kissed me
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