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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Sunday Morning

‘You know when I told you I that I like you a lot? I was lying……….’


Sunny day in Mid August and it was a perfect day to just walk around, buy some knickknacks and breeze through the crowd as we move along through the busy ‘Market Street’. All along I was actually heading towards the Embarcadero wandering and wondering why all this fell in place and I was just smacked in the middle of it.

I had just woken up and thought I’d splurge this day, spending time for myself and myself alone. A pack of Marlboro lights, a hint of CK Summer in jeans and a trendy long sleeve shirt. I had just styled my hair in the fashion of Cesar the great and still managed to look snappy as I strolled down the steep hills of San Francisco. ‘Coffee sound about right, right now……hmmmm…..Starbucks indeed, but Peets can make my day a lot bearable. Its mud but you know it gives you the kick you need.’

Shhh….hhhs… Muhammed is still as adamant as he is when he first opened this convenience store back in ’99. ‘Marlboro lights!. See ya later!’

Ahhh, there’s seawall, maybe I could stop by and interrupt my best friend for a little while. Oh, I almost forgot to get my coffee. Starbucks it is……triple espresso sounds good.

You look great today, hmmm….. my tummy is getting bigger and my hips are not as tight as it was a year ago. Does this skirt make me look fat? I better use this cologne….wait did I spend too much time in the shower this morning? I had better wear jeans instead…I just got this from H & M and it makes my butt cute….look at me!!!!

My Ipod doesn’t look good in this outfit, I should just hummm while walking. I want some of that scrumptious Imperial Rolls at Slanted Door. I need to move out of this apartment quick, I heard that Embarcadero Lofts have built a new Condo Project, I need to get in line first and bid on one of the condo’s with a view.

How fabulous would that be if I had the view of the Bay Bridge right by my living room. That’s a conversation piece right there. I need not to worry about.

Oooh, shoes, I need to get one of those, it the trendiest one I’ve seen since fall last year.

San Francisco is just wonderful during summer, I can just dash my way through the busy streets and no one gives a rats ass if you look haggly or deshivelled. Who cares, I look fantastic right now….at least that’s what I think.

Hmmm….coffee sound about right, check out that Starbucks and how busy is it.

“Triple espresso,….thanks!”

It was just one of those day that you expect the least and when it happens you are taken aback by it. You can never say no, not even say anything else. Everything else that happens next is up in the air and you can’t do anything about it. I never did imagined seeing her in those jeans showing her long legs, her luscious feet in those astonishing heels and that perfume, it reminds me of something familiar in my childhood. All in all it was just that look in her eye that made me search for more.

What is this beauty, personified in this being looking at me with such negligence of my appearance and just by merely staring at the window of her soul, she showed me that some things are not meant to be explained nor find any form of solution or answer as to why at this very moment I am drawn to her.


……………………..as he walked by me checking out those colorful mugs, I stared at him, never wondered what was going on, but just admiring him in the sense that only a million tiny sharp needles pinching me all around, arousing something that I would only have imagined happening to someone in a movie. As his shadow grew weary, I still tried to keep that eye to eye contact with him, not knowing what the next move would be, totally unaware of everybody else, and just focused on this being so unwaveringly intriguing.

I was just a successful woman when I left my apartment and I was a lady walking down the streets, and now I am just a little girl wanting to get to that gooey center of this delicious lollipop, which in by no instance just popped out of nowhere. I am drawn to him.


It couldn’t be fathomed what is happening between us, we just moved in closer and closer. Held each other with our gazes and I uttered “should we be doing something about this?”

….”I do not know what is going on, but I think that we definitely do something about this.”

“ We already have coffee, so why don’t we just walk out of here and fondle each others curiosity. I hear the bay is lovely this time of day.”

Cruising down, walking past the people rollerblading, past down pier 39, mingling with the mimes and people selling hash appliances. T-shirts 10 for 5 dollars, and that enticing clam chowder at the corner store.

It only seemed like it was just a blur, but we actually could never explain that kind of attraction. I still wonder what happened, and what was going on, but for now, I am still enjoying our time together. It only seemed like it was a couple hours ago, but a lifetime only needs to last a couple seconds for it to be immortal.

We were just up for a walk that Sunday morning and what we found was forever.

In memory of my wife, your loving husband.



‘………..I love you!!!’

1 Comments:

At 12/7/06 8:36 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Tungro,

First of all, I didn't like the tone of your comment to me.

What the hell am I doing? Who the hell are you to tell me what I should and should not be doing? If you read my site carefully, you would know that I did not move to the Philippines of hopes of becoming poor. I came to the Philippines to find my purpose. And didn't your mother teach you to shut your mouth if you have nothing nice to say? If she did not, then I am telling you, don't say anything to me if you have nothing nice to say.

"My blog is amusing at first but gets tiring if read by Filipinos living in the Philippines or have lived there for sometime?" You must be blind to have not read all the supportive comments on my site. You are the first to have commented like that to me. Tungro, you are the anomaly.

If my resume is true enough? Yes, my resume is true, period. If I wanted to try Manila and get a well-paying job, I would have done so already. Or have you not thought that I would have stayed in the United States if money was so important to me?

And why should I see the turmoil that I have mentioned, when I know it is going on and I can see it through the media? I currently want nothing to do with the insurgency or Philippine politics. Finding myself is my first priority, and I will find it here as the Philippines is my home. Any other type of "immersion" will come later.

I'll see what I want of the culture, and I'll see it at my own pace. If you want to do all the things you mentioned, then YOU do it, otherwise don't place them unto me. If you don't like my web site, then don't visit it; I don't want to waste my time reading your blabber. I am not your student; I don't need your sermons.

But hey, thanks for giving me the idea to visit Tondo. I'll certainly do it when I have enough money to take the trip down there. Oh, and the Visayan Islands? That's already on the list. And GMA-7 is documenting it on television. That way you don't have to visit my web site that you despise, all you have to do is watch me on your television screen. Have a nice day Tungro.

 

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