Unusual

As I was thinking of posting this here in my blog, I was riding a tricycle heading to the bank where I am currently assigned for my On-the-Job training. The tricycle driver seemed so happy when I heard him whistle by his mouth. Then I suddenly realized how long I have been so detached from the world I've known as I was growing up. It's been so long since I heard that unusual sound my father does whenever he's delighted. Oh gosh! Now I'm missing Pap! It's been over two years since the last time we happily spent time together. I just hope he's in good condition and happy though his job is tiring. Ü Miss you Pa!

And by the way, I was on duty when I wrote this down on paper, Kuya Max, the bank maintenance boy, asked if this was a preparation for the exam. Hahaha! It made me laugh inside. Can't we write just about anything with our own reasons other than preparing for exams?

It was past 3pm when I logged out from work. As I was walking down the street heading for school, a big butterfly was playing around me. Hmmm, wonder what that means. Hey Chriza! Was it supposed to mean anything? Ü "Just a thought anyway."

The feeling of writing down about your unspeakable thoughts seemed to be a relief with my heart dwelt with so much pain and countless questions for so long now.