It saddens me that I have to go back to Singapore again after this 7-day-vacation in Manila, Philippines. It kind of rips my heart apart that I have to pack everything again in my ever reliable luggage and start the vicious cycle of working my ass off.
I think this is what happens when you go back home. You get energized and look forward to be with your family, savor the "only in the Philippines" food trips, the his and hellos to rekindle the relationship with your closest friends, the frantic and endless shopping and so much more.
But after you have gone thru the checklist and the days just come closer by the minute and it's time to leave again, you just feel the anxiety attack.
The usual program line ups you started to get used to.
The Filipino food.
The peculiar Manila urban lifestyle.
The shopping sprees, the cheap and reliable facials.
The simple rural beat.
The hugs, the kisses and the silly family baloney talk.
All of which I will miss again when my plane takes off tomorrow.
(Deep Breaths.)
I need a diversion. I need to browse the net.
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- adrifthalliwell
- I am currently spreading my wings, freeing myself from the incarceration of love and hate. I am a quintessential free thinker. I think I am moving forward.
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