It's my sixth day here in the Philippines and so many things had happened that I could say I have been here for a longer period of time. If I am enjoying a fast-paced life in Bangkok, I do have to enjoy a slow-motion track of events here in Bohol as I have been confined to the place where I belong and it seems that I am repeating history by my own. I wear the shirts I used to wear three years ago and bask around the place where I used to hang out and so much more.
When I was in Thailand, I missed this place and now that I am here I understand why I have been missing home. Talking about comfort, I am much more comfortable lying in a soft bed in a fully furnished studio type condominium. Life here is so different but the moments where I exchange stories with my parents is nothing but incomparable. Different it may be, I have been used to it because I came from this place.
Not minding my teaching job abroad, I went back to my old routines. I help my father drying the grains of rice, assist my mother in our small variety store, feed the hogs, read sometimes... I am actually repeating history and I am enjoying it!