Riding Jeepney makes your mind wander while waiting for your next stop. Today, I passed by my favorite coffee shop. The logo caught my eyes. I was staring at it blankly, hypnotized. Like a moth bedazzled by the burning fire. It was tempting.
From a distance, funny how I could hear the short laughs of the people enjoying their newly brewed coffee. Sealing of business deals and gossiping are some activities in a coffee shop. I used to do both.
At times, I just enjoy being alone. Just me and my warm tall mocha. Wasting time, waiting for the time. Its like my third place already. I may not dare eating out or watch movie by myself, but in my favorite coffee shop, I feel that it’s ok to be alone.
Sip after sip, alternate with puff of Marlboro. Playing with my phone, checking my play list or logging to FB. Scrolling my phonebook list, checking friend who I can bother. And I thought, it’s already fun.
Who would have thought that a 3-n-1 coffee could be more fun? A 5 peso coffee compared to my favorite 160 peso tall mocha?
Before coming to work, just right after dinner, my parents and I enjoy sharing our cup of coffee. Talking about anything like the weather, news, politics, about us – our family. watching a tv show. It took me years to get my parent’s attention. You see, we are a party of 5. Being the fourth am always left out. All of them have left the house and have their own family. I have my parents all by myself. Just like the way I want them before. I love them.
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