Haphazard thoughts

1) I AM EMOTIONALLY WORN OUT.

2) I miss Lyn-da Maling.

3) I am being a worrywart to a sick friend.

4) I want to have a proper crying session. Ano nga uli yun tungkol sa nalipasan ng pagluhang ASAP?  
5) Crying for me is the result of "sneak attacks". 'Pag hindi ka handang maalala ang nagpapalungkot sa iyo, luluha ka. And as for this night's bonus, which I took from a link ym'ed to me as I wrote this entry: "The stronger person in a relationship is often the one who's crying."

6) I am loving my day and night walks along this stretch, especially the latter.

7) This morning I saw a lady, in a full-fledged city's sidewalk, slicing through the morning rush barefooted. Wearing a skirt, it wasn't hard to miss the pale olive skin of her feet marred by blue-green lines. Though for a second I doubted if those were uncovered feet I was seeing. I don't know what made me look down. Maybe because she was fidgeting more than what is publicly normal, or because she had this unusual bounce as she came towards me. Or maybe it was meant to be!

8) This evening I feared for my life as I traveled below my stretch. Walking along the banketa, few cars driving by, sparse people passing by, one or two security guards/police men in every other block, yellow street light from high posts. The road felt wide and open yet secluded by the skyscrapers around. A great scene for a gun battle. Every step I took I thought, "tonight I might die from a shootout". And the security guard lying dead this morning in the same avenue did not help.

9) For all the jests I do about getting "picked up", I am quite sure I was in the very situation a while ago. By an Indian. Scary.

10) Bald men are not to be trusted. They are as slick as their head. I downplayed skepticism during the whole event for the best friend I was with. But I waited for one of those oldies to crack.