boredom drove my imagination WILD.

*I wrote this on December 15, 2008. I just didn't have the time to type it on my PC. Here it is, finally.*

On December 14, 2008, i rode the Light Rail Transit from the Monumento Station to that at Vito Cruz, on my way to the Aliw Theatre. I am to watch a ballet recital, a requirement for my PE class. I was lucky to snatch a seat at the populated train to be perfectly honest. It was a long ride, so I did a little personal sightseeing. I guess my boredom drove my imagination wild. You'd be surprised at how imaginative I could be, trust me.

The first focal stimulus that caught my eye was this man, around his early 20s who was playing basketball in a court all alone. In that split second that the train passed by this scene, I witnessed him make a good shot at the basket. It was interesting to see someone play this game in solitude, considering that basketball is a team sport.

I visualized this man as an aspiring professional player... I saw him in poverty, without connection to powerful personalities. Someone blessed with talent... Talent left unrecognized.

The next picture that my eyes phtographed is that of this woman who is manually washing heaps of clothing in a big basin. Perhaps, she is a mother of family belonging to a low income clan. She has 5 kids, and her husband, is well, let's say, not the most responsible father in the world. LOL.

(Possibly a residual stimulus since I seem to be deriving from my own experiences. haha!)

The thrid nd most prominent photo engraved upon my long-term memory is one of a couple. They were walking down the lane, holding hands, and talking. Well, of course, I did not hear them speak.... I only imgined that part. I saw them communication silently, not with their mouths, but in their minds. I just know this couple is meant to be together. Destiny is in line with the desire of their hearts, and nothing will alter that.

As I was waling down the stairs of the Vito Cruz Station, I realized how many stories there must be in this wide world, how many tales each person has to tall, how many people are alive, each with dilemmas and concerns.

I also realized how much of a lunatic I am to meddle with people's lives. ROFL =)) ... I guess THAt is my story to tell. haha.