this is about distance
(1) papa and i are at the formal dining room, with the laptop, and you can hear tito jaime (when he was here in manila, usually lives in pittsburgh) talking to his twin brother, tito ricky (in san diego) over skype. and you can hear two voices, one a tinny, metallic version of the other.
(2) at mass, i turn to tita didi after realizing that mikey tae face is too far away for me to kiss peace be with you and shrug at the distance. she turns to me and says that when tito raul would be in cagayan, she would text him peace be with you.
(3) close to midnight, i look around the late dinner table at jollibee, petron and realize that everyone around me were people i met late last year (my friends know how frigging snobbish and anti-social i am) and i felt comfortable. a move somewhere i must say.
on another note, happy birthday manong ! i love you very big.