Year: 2008. It's still a very vivid memory of mine. The very first time I arrived here in Manila to work. I really didn't know the place. It was such an adventure. Everything was new, everyone was new. The tall buildings in Ortigas amazed me. The seemingly endless hordes of people at the malls, which I only experienced in Cebu during Sinulog, astound me. Speaking the language I only hear on TV and on one subject embarrassed me, not because I don't want to speak it but because Im not used speaking it and hearing myself speaking it.
I've met many people and staying here in Manila widened my horizons. It made me appreciate Cebu more for its cleaner air, and simpler day to day flow of life. It made me realize how important family is, since I dont have any here.
Then I went back to Cebu, and 4 years later Im back here in Manila.
This dynamic city changed. Though Im not in the same city as before (Mandaluyong/Pasig cities then, Quezon city now) I can feel that 4 years gone is already a long time, and there have been many notable changes. The MRT has degraded, before it has this beautifully recorded female voice that says what station you are currently in. Now, it is but gone and replaced with whomever is at the driver seat (I guess) with coughs and mispronunciations of the station name.
More buildings are obscuring the horizon (whatever is left of it). More and more people are here, I guess.
Now 2013. As I ponder on these, I suddenly felt that time is running fast. Before I just want to stand still but now I want to run as fast as time, before time changes everything again.
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