Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

I’m beginning to think that I’m a cursed driver. Not too long ago I got into an accident. I was on my way to meet my “stoned” bovine friends and right before the Bicutan exit, I accidentally hit another car. Well, that’s what he gets for making a sudden stop. It’s not my fault he almost missed the Bicutan exit. J That was in January.

Enter February. I am minding my own business, happily driving along my normal route to the office, excited to be on my way to yet another Café DDI when I met the flying man. I was driving along Zapote road and I was about to turn left towards

Alabang

Sure I can look back and laugh about it now but I was definitely not laughing when it all happened. The flying man gets into an accident on his own and just because I was at the wrong place, at the wrong time, his motorcycle hits my car and he tries to put the blame on me to get me to pay for his medical bills.

It’s the last day of February, so tomorrow is a new month. I hope that these series of unfortunate accidents are not the beginning of what could be a monthly occurrence because at this point, I’m rapidly filling-up a filing cabinet of police reports.

My feet are tired for I have danced a waltz of denial for far too long. I am faced not by the moment of truth but by an eternity of truth, and from this point, there is no turning back. I see it now as it is: imperfect, askew and beautiful. My eyes are wide open and I am ready for our next dance. Take my hand. One foot in front of the other. I promise, this time it will be different because I am different.

People whose opinions matter to you the most can hurt you the most. With what they say, and with what they don’t say. So much power over you and how you see yourself. In this respect, the deaf are blessed never to hear harsh words and the mute even more so, never to utter them.

Ironically, just like laughter, the sound of a breaking heart resonates, heard thousands of miles away.

Love no one, and be loved by no one.

Catch yourself when you fall.

Stand on your own two feet.

Believe that the sun has risen today for you and for you alone.

This is your life.

The only opinion that should matter is your own, the only strength from within.

Expect nothing of others and live free.

I’ve never really been into all the Valentine’s Day hoopla but I don’t forsake those who go all out to celebrate it either. In fact I find it enjoyable to watch others fuss about this “special day”. I even know someone who received a bouquet of Ferrero Rocher. Yes, a bouquet. Yummy, right?! To me, it’s like Halloween, when people don’t fail to make a big deal out of everything the day represents. Only instead of spook, there’s romance in the air. Instead of ghosts and spirits, there are flowers and chocolates. And instead of the predominance of the color black, there’s an explosion of everything RED. It’s the perfect excuse to be cheesy, and vulnerable, and to do the most unbelievably embarrassing things that being madly in love tends to make you do. And then tomorrow, you can always plead temporary insanity and blame it all on the fact that it was Valentine’s Day. (just like the morning after drinking too much alcohol and “pretending” you don’t remember anything you said or did the night before..hahaha)

So spread the love people. Spread the love. Because today, you’re covered.