To see and experience as much and to capture them in words

I’m the type who needs time before things sink in. Until now I do not really feel whatever feeling people who’s about to leave their old lives behind feel, and I can think of several reasons why.  Come to think of it, my default reaction when I panic is to be in a state of chill, maybe a fake calm, another irony. Like that one time when I was about to present in front of the board and international decision makers for my old company. I was so relaxed when I couldn’t answer a very important question, which led me to a more relaxed state when it snowballed into an intense line of questioning. Moving on... I’ve been hanging out with clusters of friends the past months. Last week in La Union when my friends kept on teasing me about my love stories, Inka said it best, “logistical complexities, say no more.” So I rode on the humor and said, “what if, just because I am leaving I start liking a Filipino guy.” I underestimated the wit of fate or the matrix, thinking I’m a week...