October 13, 2015
In another time, the automobile is not horrendous. Another version of me does not regard it as a giant tin foil harbinger of harm and doom. That version of me is able to drive through EDSA without saying the f word 100 times per minute. In this blessed time, people are sensible, and I mean all the time, consciously, always mindful of not causing pain to others, and so, they drive with utmost care. In this perfect time, worry is not a concept. If you worry, you sin. That is how taboo worry is. Cars are the safest places, here.