what i also like about coming home to manila is being able to be a transparent observer, watching people as they come and go, as they dance and play. in such a small social environment, it’s almost impossible not to connect lines to the dots to the everything in between. partly one of the reasons why i also prefer not having any definite plans, to allow chance encounters that always chalk up to the books like an instant classic. like… tonight, i guess.
i didn’t get the chance to see all that i would’ve wanted to see, and spend time with everyone that i wanted to spend time with, but everyone is running their own race. am just fortunate enough to meet the awesome souls that i’ve met and kept in touch with over the years. many, many more years to come.
tomorrow is back on the plane to the land of capitalistic dreams (or nightmares, what have you). can’t wait for the weekend :)