My dreams have become very, very vivid as of late. I don’t know why, I don’t think I’m sleeping any better. Not especially since, in a month’s time, I’m going back to Manila for a visit.
I’m going back to Manila to vote. I wasn’t planning on voting this year. Every year since I was of age, I could vote and no matter how hard I tried to make a difference, my country seems it just can’t get back on its feet. There are still hundreds and thousands of people who vote stupidly during the elections, voting the same damned corrupt idiots into office or we can’t just seem to shake off the corruption and the cheating from happening.
But when the cast of characters started to make themselves known for this coming election, it became very clear to me that I would have to do my part if there’s a chance for us to get somewhere. If anything, it’s to make sure that Bongbong Marcos, son of former dictator Ferdinand Marcos, does not get elected as vice-president.
But as the election draws near and I’m prepping myself for my flight back to Manila, which I’ve heard has gotten worse than it has ever been in terms of the heat and the traffic, I find myself — strangely enough — excited to go back home because I’m going to see these guys:
Voting is only going to take one day. But I’ve asked permission to stay for a few days after so I can see my friends. Yes, the No Filter people are at my top priority, but I’ve got a whole bunch of other friends that I’d love to see as well — Cat and Carlo, Cez is going to be in Iloilo during my visit, Morx and Kate, Paolo Lorenzana, my friends Marla and Joel, of course Apa is high on that list, Lance and DC, and so many others — and I don’t know when I’ll be back, so this is going to be crucial to be able to get to see all these people in crazy Manila without exhausting myself.
I don’t know if my dreams have become so vivid because of these people and the fact that I’ll be seeing them pretty soon.
And when it’s all over, I’m going to pack up my bags and get more stuff from the condo in Manila and move back here to Bacolod to properly settle. Because, let’s face it, it’s going to be a long while before I can move back to Manila permanently, if that’s even in the stars.
I have to be prepared and many things I need are still in Manila.
It’s time to take accounting of my life and properly feel at home where I am.
One month to go…