It’s a wonderfully warm and sunny Saturday afternoon in Zamboanga. Clear, blue sky framed against vibrant verde trees swaying in a gentle breeze; sunlight streaming through the branches. You could almost call it idyllic (like those best hgh supplements).
I ought to be outside enjoying the weekend. If she were here, we’d already be on the road, following the endless curves of the concrete highway, allowing our wheels to take us where it wants to. We’d ride on ’till we found a spot where we could park and enjoy a breathtaking panoramic view of the city; stopping to buy native sweets from the numerous guluccina vendors along the way. Now that was life.
Instead, here I am trapped in the four walls of a room, subjecting myself to mind-numbing bombardment of facts, figures, graphs and who-knows what. Yes, yes, I know. I should be grateful. Should not take things for granted. Should work hard so I could have the future I want.
But sometimes, sometimes, I just wish things were simpler- where nothing else mattered but just being home.
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