One Cyclone and a Sea of Muddy Flood Water

you ever felt like time, despite the universal notion that it moves on one direction forever, warps itself backwards, loops, and then starts right back at a point in its history? like say if you moved forward with your life, suddenly time will play a trick on you, and you will find yourself back to point zero?

at the moment, almost 1,872,036 Filipinos feel that way, maybe even more as the day ages. I'm not directly affected by the cyclone that hit Manila the morning of September the 26th, so I'm only left to wonder how the million of dora-fied Filipinos feel at the moment. i wonder how it feels to have your stuff around one second, and then in a jiffy, it's floating away in the floodwaters. just imagine...

your collection of timed articles, clothes bought from this store and that, innocently sitting in your closet - gone. your most comfortable bed, shaped and morphed by the outline of your back as you slept those slumberfull years - gone. your dining table, withered by the constant bashing and clashing of silver spoons and china plates on evenings when you ate as a family - gone. your house, your tiny world in this vast ocean of matter and people - destroyed. brownie, your big auburn fur-ball, trained for months to teach itself how to pee on the dog toilet - drowned. your best friend, the hero who swam the murky brown waters to save a stranger - dead...

if you're lucky, you still have your family with you. if you're not, you only have mud in your hair and maybe filarial nematodes on your skin. actually, you're extremely unlucky if you're reading this article from the afterlife.

wow, that scared me a twittle bit.

anyways...

on a lighter, lighter note...

im gonna be regularized at work, for the first time in my corporate life. so... yey! i hope id get a decent increase on my salary, you know, to pay off the bills.... ;p

hmmm...

-i pray for the souls of those who perished in the floods of Ketsana-