I cherish long drives on Sunday afternoons, when the traffic isn't so bad and the weather is just right, like today. This is my alone time in the city.
Armed with my Sunday playlist, I set out to drive up north to meet a friend and watch a movie. I took the longer route. Instead of passing through C5, I took EDSA through Katipunan going to Eastwood.
The drive from our home to Eastwood has given me enough time to reflect on so many things, mainly on how I miss the simplicity that comes with youth. I love that not a lot has changed. Katipunan still has that familiar charm inspite of the many commercial establishments that have sprung up since we went down the hill 8 years ago. There is that old familiar feeling reminiscent of the good times; all those crazy nights and lazy days. We hung out with the same people at the same places everyday but it was never monotonous. The days were fun, hectic, boring, dramatic or wild, depending on what episode you're watching.
Fast forward to 8 years later and I'm still sorting myself out. I'm pretty anxious about what lies ahead, but eager to see what more is in store.
Our lives tend to play out in the most unexpected ways. What I am now is not how I pictured myself to be when I was younger.
The present is a result of the decisions I've made in the past and I don't have any regrets. I've come to realize that reality is often at odds with our ideals, but we are in a position to make the most of what we have, take the best out of it, and be grateful for everything.
Being grateful just makes everything look better.
>>>>
Armed with my Sunday playlist, I set out to drive up north to meet a friend and watch a movie. I took the longer route. Instead of passing through C5, I took EDSA through Katipunan going to Eastwood.
The drive from our home to Eastwood has given me enough time to reflect on so many things, mainly on how I miss the simplicity that comes with youth. I love that not a lot has changed. Katipunan still has that familiar charm inspite of the many commercial establishments that have sprung up since we went down the hill 8 years ago. There is that old familiar feeling reminiscent of the good times; all those crazy nights and lazy days. We hung out with the same people at the same places everyday but it was never monotonous. The days were fun, hectic, boring, dramatic or wild, depending on what episode you're watching.
Fast forward to 8 years later and I'm still sorting myself out. I'm pretty anxious about what lies ahead, but eager to see what more is in store.
Our lives tend to play out in the most unexpected ways. What I am now is not how I pictured myself to be when I was younger.
The present is a result of the decisions I've made in the past and I don't have any regrets. I've come to realize that reality is often at odds with our ideals, but we are in a position to make the most of what we have, take the best out of it, and be grateful for everything.
Being grateful just makes everything look better.
>>>>
