Midnight Bus: Epilogue and Introduction
(4:57 PM)
I found the reboot button. This blog looks the same but it is not same.
Years ago, when I began my life after college, I found a new form of therapy, only for a couple of hundred bucks. I would take the Dagupan Bus from Cubao at midnight and head off to Baguio City.
By morning, as stores open, I would be walking on Session Road, finding my way to the Baguio Cathedral to perform my secret Roman Catholic rituals. Afterwards, I hunt for breakfast.
With all the preliminaries done, I would have before me, one entire, beautiful day, all to myself, no pressures, no errands, no familiar faces. Just me and my beloved Baguio.
I would walk all over and around the city.
When I was by myself, it was the Baguio that I was intimate with. A personality that no one else knew, that she hid when I was with people.
What exactly happens?
At that moment you step out onto the sidewalk, Baguio holds your hand and guides you around. She tells you stories with the panorama and music of the city's daily life. She hugs with you with her cool holiday wind, kisses you with her September rain, and pokes you with her mountain sunlight. Without you knowing, it happens.
The world stops for you.
Morning becomes afternoon, and your feet are tired. Deep inside you will be exhilarated. Your mind is clear and you feel you will be ready soon, to go back to the speeding, spinning world.
By evening, I would be booking my trip home, again on the midnight bus. During those days, Mario's was perfect for dinner, fine dining on Session Road. At around eight or nine o'clock, after dinner, as I burp from my mushroom soup, I start saying my good-bye's and thank-you's, and wait it out in the bus station.
Years ago, when I began my life after college, I found a new form of therapy, only for a couple of hundred bucks. I would take the Dagupan Bus from Cubao at midnight and head off to Baguio City.
By morning, as stores open, I would be walking on Session Road, finding my way to the Baguio Cathedral to perform my secret Roman Catholic rituals. Afterwards, I hunt for breakfast.
With all the preliminaries done, I would have before me, one entire, beautiful day, all to myself, no pressures, no errands, no familiar faces. Just me and my beloved Baguio.
I would walk all over and around the city.
When I was by myself, it was the Baguio that I was intimate with. A personality that no one else knew, that she hid when I was with people.
What exactly happens?
At that moment you step out onto the sidewalk, Baguio holds your hand and guides you around. She tells you stories with the panorama and music of the city's daily life. She hugs with you with her cool holiday wind, kisses you with her September rain, and pokes you with her mountain sunlight. Without you knowing, it happens.
The world stops for you.
Morning becomes afternoon, and your feet are tired. Deep inside you will be exhilarated. Your mind is clear and you feel you will be ready soon, to go back to the speeding, spinning world.
By evening, I would be booking my trip home, again on the midnight bus. During those days, Mario's was perfect for dinner, fine dining on Session Road. At around eight or nine o'clock, after dinner, as I burp from my mushroom soup, I start saying my good-bye's and thank-you's, and wait it out in the bus station.
6 Comments:
jesse, this page, honetly is real cool. how old are you. i dunno why, but, you seem like you understand alot. what u write, is really cool. i don't know how to explain it. but heck, it's just cool
Hey, Kai--thanks. I'm flattered.
no, really, i enjoy this blog of urs alot. anyways, is there a way for me to find out when u update ur blog? like blogdrive's? cause sometimes when i come, there's no changes and all...get what i mean? hhehe...
Hey, Kai. I don't have any notification tool right now. I'll look for one. For the meantime, I recommend Bloglines, which is like a newsfeed aggregator. Maybe you can collect all the blogs you read there. It's web-based and free.
hey jesse, thanks. i'll check it out. and i'll constantly come back to check manually. hehe.
hey jesse! write some more, man. ang tagal mo magupdate ng blog! hehehehe. Baka nasa Baguio ka na naman ha.
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