Come to think of it, office people should be allowed to wear decent shorts in the tropics – what, with the blazing heat and the consequent discomfort. I mean, women are allowed to wear minis, some of which are shorter than my own DIY cut-offs. But I digress…
Say hello again to my naturally distressed canvas sneakers, worn down by wear and the weather, which have made them softer and more comfortable.
I remember way back when I was in elementary - during those summers breaks when the family didn’t decide to take a road trip or a flight to somewhere near the beach – I would always be carrying my stuff in a backpack because I liked to sleep over either at my cousins’ or at my grandmother’s house.
The first week would be spent at one house, then the second at another, then the third with other relatives.
I didn’t mind packing my essentials and I didn’t miss my own bed as much. I packed light even before I heard of the term.
Even if I only stayed with family, each week was an adventure. It was as if I wanted to pack as much as I could into my summer vacations.
I would tag along with older cousins, do chores I normally didn’t do at home, play lots of board games.
Am not sure I even had time to read comics or pocket books. (Rest in peace, Archie Andrews.)
I was a wanderer who never grew bored of the things around me.
Most of all, I was eager to listen to stories.
Watch the lives of people unfold before my very eyes.
All the while smiling, or keeping to my silence.
Never once suspecting that these stories would ever become part of future writings.
I guess that’s how I also never get that weighed down by problems.
By keeping my distance, even before my own personal crises, I have been able to work through them.
Quietly and patiently, just like the plot of a long novel working through a book’s pages.
An aunt called it my good disposition.
I would like to look at it as my perspective.
Nothing will always seem as simple as it looks.
But also nothing will ever be as hard as we imagine it to be.
Of course, I am aware that this almost verges on the nihilistic.
But I should know better.
These shoes will show you where I’ve been.
But only I can find out where I’m headed.
And that is: out the door!
Off to new adventures!
Wherever I am, even if I’m only sitting before my desk, in front of me there will always be an open window.