Home is where the heart is…
I’ve been in hell for almost errrr 10 months ata, (vacations, day offs, rendezvous not counted lol.) parang sangol na di mailabas-labas sa sinapupunuan ampotah ganun katagal overdue na. Sabi ko nga yong bahay ko noon parang nasa Jalalabad/Chechnya/Iran/North Korea/Peshawar/Impiyerno sabay ikot sa purgatoryo sabay balik ulit ng Jalalabad/Chechnya/Iran/North Korea/Peshawar ugh… Everyday in that span of 10 months hmmm exxag siguro hmmm 8 months sige na nga! I’ve been losing 10 lbs of ego/5 kilos of self-esteem/10 tons of confidence everyday. Trulala!!! Syet.
Home, home, home, oh home! Wheeeeeeeee - psshhht… Priceless! *You really get what you pay for, kaya kung hindi ka nagbabayad ng renta — sigaw ang abot mo bwahahaha! For reals…*
Naalala ko noon, kung saan-saan ako natutulog. Ganun kung saan na lang dapuan ng antok. Minsan sa upuan sa mall (Napagod kakalakad? O walang pang shopping?) sa lobby ng Bally not so total fitness at kung saan-saan pa! But now I can say - loud and froud Am here, Am queer get use to it! that I found home, I am much more happier and at peace - I feel hole again…
Others may prefer their home to have a dash of Balinese or Japanese eklachuchu in it… I prefer mine, Filipiniana! Sariling atin… Of course, love your own!
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