i remember when i was small, i used to kill boredom and forget all my childish problems by drawing small stick figures on each side pages of my book or notebook. then slowly flipped and released each page and watch as my little stick figures move from one place to another. it amazes me how that 30seconder felt like time flew; like everything moves and falls the way i want them be. like for a moment, they're gone.
during that time, while kids, my age, dwell upon tv cartoons and fairy tales, i chose to create and escape through my drawings, which i guess, i have carried until now. obviously, it didn't solve anything. but in a way, it cleared my cluttered thoughts.
the past days have been tiring and exhausting. a number of things happened. i have been busy finishing some dues for my classes while straightening some other businesses on the side. some were successful, while some were just too frustrating to be solved. and it bothers me how frustrations can sometimes be so paralyzing. it leaves your body with nothing to do but makes your brain work 'til it dries.
last night, i rode a bus in makati going to fairview, and fell asleep out of exhaustion. when i woke up, the bus was still running along commonwealth avenue. but then i noticed that i was the only passenger inside. in a second, i felt very confused. even thought that probably i am still dreaming. but it was to vivid to be a dream. too lonely to be surreal.
then, i figured,
probably, its the february breeze coming. hahaha!