bad hair day/s

been feeling off  these past couple of days.  slight  temperature,  muscle pains and a bit of gum swelling.  

one of those times when the longing  for some “lambing”  heightens the wanting to be in phnom penh, to be fussed about by the HOJ angels and to be fed with sophal’s trey sngao (lemon and mint fish soup).  or in bacolod, for manang bebe’s laswa (mixed local veggie soup) and to share felice’s grilled fish with a “toyo-calamansi”  dip. interesting how food has become a quintessential  mark of the “haplos ng pagmamahal.”  

no such luxury in UB thus one learns to cope.

and what does one do when none of your friends have callled nor sent text messages to ask how you are?  nothing. much too occupied with their own business, which you happen to be not part of.  so you stare at the ceiling and wish it’s morning when you can be again up, peppy and smiling.