the air up here...

By 2pm,I was done with my training class and I was excited to meet J outside the office. He did promise me months ago he would see me off at the Bus station going to Baguio. I hugged him and he shyly handed me a small,christmas-y gift which I (shyly) thanked him for. We trailed the EDSA traffic for what seemed to be eternity getting to the terminal. As soon as the cab pulled over,I saw my scheduled bus speeding away. So luckily,we rescheduled it after 30 minutes and I bade goodbye to J against the window.

After six hours,a chicharon and a hotdog later,I opened my eyes to find the usual MRT replaced by mountains and a really cold sharp gust of wind. My brother W took my paperbag and we walked happily to the car where Mom and Car waited. They asked me if we were gonna have dinner before heading home but I was just too tired. So they got dinner to go at a nearby Chinese resto and I was glad we were home. I took the familiar scent of wood and freesia of the house and sat comfortable on the couch. We were munching on siopao and dimsum when I decided that I wanted to climb to bed early,so as a reflex I looked for my shoulder bag that had my toothbrush in it. But OMG!!! I left my bag in the bus! Quickly,I pictured what the contents in my bag were and there I mentally scanned for..a toothbrush,a twenty peso bill and my SSS ID..I called the dispatcher's office and they said they got a hold of it...whew!

Tomorrow's another day...party,food and more food. Glad I'm here. Back in my comfort zone