0
living large
Posted by poeticnook
on
8/02/2009 05:16:00 AM
two months and two more moves later, my previous post looks so ancient now. my new place, for the next few months at least, is on the 24th floor, overlooking the mountains, the sea, and the city lights. every day, the sound of the skytrain greets me until 2 am, it rests for two hours, then it starts again - this kept me up on the first few nights but after i finished setting up my sound system, i can now block out the noise with music as i sleep on the couch.
a week after my move, i am almost done unpacking and settling in, i boxed all the useless things i accumulated and tidied the clutter that is my stuff. having my own place again feels different. it brings me back to 5 years ago when i was living on the 22nd floor overlooking makati, 2 minutes walk to greenbelt, and 10 minutes walk to work. i remember the fireworks every week in december which i can see from the rooftop and stargazing by the pool every night.
now, half a decade later, i can't really say i'm better off. i am more lost and more alone than ever before and the future doesn't look friendly at all. my family is now physically and emotionally distant, my old friends have moved on to new chapters in their lives, and the new ones i've met have their own roots and security blankets here. i feel like a seed that grew on the wrong side of the forest.
on times like these, when i miss people who can't be with me, i have my sailboat and my lava lamp to comfort me.
a week after my move, i am almost done unpacking and settling in, i boxed all the useless things i accumulated and tidied the clutter that is my stuff. having my own place again feels different. it brings me back to 5 years ago when i was living on the 22nd floor overlooking makati, 2 minutes walk to greenbelt, and 10 minutes walk to work. i remember the fireworks every week in december which i can see from the rooftop and stargazing by the pool every night.
now, half a decade later, i can't really say i'm better off. i am more lost and more alone than ever before and the future doesn't look friendly at all. my family is now physically and emotionally distant, my old friends have moved on to new chapters in their lives, and the new ones i've met have their own roots and security blankets here. i feel like a seed that grew on the wrong side of the forest.
on times like these, when i miss people who can't be with me, i have my sailboat and my lava lamp to comfort me.
