My Manila: 03/03/2012

I haven't been home in three months.
And I caught the late flight and was home yesterday at half 6.
ALL THINGS ASIDE, I LOVE THE FEELING OF BEING HOME!!!
Although I love being away, I feel more myself when I am in the comforts of home.
Don't get me wrong, there are things which I wanna change, traffic, gossip-hungry small minded bugs and judgemental arses... and some other things... and when Iget to a point where everything is just a bit to hard to take, I want to leave and be in the comforts of my work.
Yet for all its imperfections, this is my home.
Feels good to be home.

Except for the barely-there peace on the plane where I had instant in-and-out sleeptime, I did not sleep till after midnight.
I woke up today the only way I know how.
Smiling and happily satisfied with the heat touching my skin.

I saw friends today, happily had margaritas and Mexican food and just became a lady of leisure.
I can get used to this!
Just missing a partner-in-crime to cozy up with!

SO I am grateful for today.
For family, friends, for having this time to enjoy myself.
I am content with what today brings and what it will continue to add into my life.


x


As I sit here at wait for my pandesal and peanut butter...
I realize being me is a bit like having a double life.
Two different individuals in 2 different places.
I wonder if that gives me the gift of balance more.
Definitely I am very simple.
More than most that sometimes I wonder what I want more than anything else.
I'm a Leo, and usually I'm good at wanting things.
But I haven't been wanting the material lately...

My double life has sprung forth an individual who finds beauty in the real things.
When I am in Bj, apart from working from 8 till about 7ish everyday,
I have to do my own laundry, buy my own food, clean my own space,
buy my groceries, pay my own bills.
And yet in Manila, all I worry about... is work.
All the cooking and cleaning and everything else is done by some one else.
And I appreciate this more.
I very rarely ask for things to be done for me to be honest.
(Ok except laundry because I really hate it. And except cooking cause I don't cook.
but normally I eat what's there and hunger is very normal for me...actually...)
I really like to do everything on my own.
Just want someone who will inspire me to do more and become a better individual.
Who doesn't want love?
MOre than wanting things, I want love.
Good, steady and lasting.
Not the C-grade type that can be bought at the convenience store.

IF I had me a sign in the weekend market, it would be this.

"I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous. Inconvenient. Consuming. Can't-live-without-each-other LOVE." 
Comprende?!