July 23, 2019
Of course, I also miss walking. In the real sense, wherein it brings me someplace new. Here in my train I can walk, sure, endlessly. But I see the same stuff and I never really go anywhere, right? When I was a kid during bus rides to Pampanga, I always ask my mom if we were the ones moving or is it the scenery that was moving? I used to think if the bus is in motion, then it's stationary in relation to the places it passes by, if that makes sense. I miss home but I like it here.