Mula sa isang bansang walang McDonalds o Starbucks nakausap ko ulit si manager (MGR) sa pamamagitan ng chat:
MGR: may bago b sa muhon? ba't ngayon k lng ngpramdam sa kin ha?
RED: wala. mejo masaya ngayon kaya puro repost.
MGR: ok. so may repost b? bkit k msaya?
RED: basta masaya lang. wala pa repost ulit eh.
RED: kamusta jan
MGR: ok lng i guess. ako lng di ok
RED: bakit?
MGR: stress. pressure. LDR. mid-life crisis n ata to. hehe. ive lost the child in me red.
RED: menopause
MGR: di pa!! may 20 years pko bfore menopause grabe k.nanonood kc ko ng ally mcbeal kya nguguluhan n nmn ako hehe
RED: you've lost it
MGR: u think i really did? is it the child or is it the sanity?
RED: yes.the child.
MGR: sad yun db..how can i get her back?
RED: sad. you know that. and i think you don't want her back.
MGR: why do u think that??
RED: i dont think so. i know so.
MGR: ok fine.i want to go home for good.
RED: sabi mo august pa
MGR: i get to go home every quarter. na move lng a week earlier. u think it's a good idea?
MGR: im gonna give up a comfortable quiet life for an ordinary life with the most important people to me.
RED: awwwww...i will always choose the latter
MGR: i know you will.but im not you.you know i will always try to have both. all at once.
RED: that is why we're friends
MGR: y?
RED: you do one thing. i do another. and then we compare notes.
MGR: ok..
RED: and then we talk. endless.
MGR: yes. i miss the talks. it went too with the child.
RED: i know. so i have to settle with "heys" and "his" and periods.
MGR: im sorry.but im glad youre keeping me still. ive always thought im always left behind. but at some point you made me realize im the one walking away..
RED: love is never having to say you're sorry.
MGR: thank you for loving me then my friend. pinapaiyak mo na nmn ako..
RED: go!
<VOID>
MGR: I miss you.
Let me count the ways.
Innumerable.
Four years ( I don't count 2007) cant fit into a few words.
Words of wisdom. Beautiful songs. Vague connections.
A common wavelength that we claim to exist and share.
Breakfast. Lunch. Dinners. Snacks. Sleepovers.
The sun and the rain. Holidays.
Rocks. Water. Saturdays.
Stars in the sky. Bob Ong. Word play.
I hate you. _ circa 2008
RED: thank you.
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dahil gusto n'ya ng post. ayan.
Ahem, sya ba ang "friend" sa poste na "At the Beginning"? ;)
ReplyDeleteyes and no. the same friend. different person.
Deleteheys and his and periods.
ReplyDeleteyes. and periods.
Deleteano ba talaga red? magha-hire na ba ako ng private investigator para malaman ko what's behind these posts?
ReplyDelete... ang lungkot mo lagi :(
sensya naman ngayon lang nakadalaw busy lang. But isa ka pa rin sa mga favorite ko :)
naku naman mam, hindi na kailangan ng imbestigador.
Deletehindi naman ako malungkot lagi. baligtad lang, minsan masaya ako pag malungkot ang post.
It's fun to read conversations where one learns the truth about feelings, emotions and all that's in between -- and then at the end, you'll have realizations that life, with all its enigmas, is still a life that's worth living.
ReplyDeleteI believe that you are a complete person. And like the rest of us, you're going on with the journey. What's important is, from sadness we learn joy; from tears, we remember the laughs; from darkness, we appreciate the light.
Hey Red! Thank you for dropping by my blog.
Thank you for being here Mike.
DeleteIt's always fun having conversations with the manager. I just wish I/she have/has more time/time or space, or nearness, or more of our lost selves when we talk.
Happy anniversary to your 'dot.com' blog :). cheers?