Whenever I encounter people of my age going to beautiful places, hanging out with their peers, shopping for personal things, or in general, taking their time to grow up, I am envious. I wish my life were like theirs. It would probably be the perfect feeling to wake up one day having nothing to worry about. Not a single thing. And yes, to wake up at your own will, not because you're too annoyed to keep snoozing your alarm clock.
So I lay there, wide awake now, staring blankly at the ceiling. What if, for a change, there's festive food on the table this morning? Everything I name, it's there! Then I took a hot shower after breakfast, taking all the time in the world. And as I opened my wardrobe, it's full of every-girl's-envy kind of clothing and accessories; too many that knowing which items to wear becomes a frustration.
As soon as I closed the main door, driver was waiting in my chic car. Upon arriving work... wait, no, I didn't even have to go to work. Driver was waiting to take me to a shopping mall! So I called all my girl friends to meet me at the girls' section in that mall; we're gonna buy the hottest items they have there. My treat. And so we did. Because I felt I haven't spent enough, my friends and I went to a renown restaurant. Of course, it didn't bother me to pay for everything everyone ordered. I'm rich after all.
Having spent ample money and time with friends, I decided to go home. Upon entering the door, my beloved boyfriend was sitting on the sofa, waiting for me. He wanted to surprise me, and he did when he showed me tickets of some trip-for-two to some place I've never been before. Then we did some planning for our weekend trip and he didn't make a fuss when I told him I wanted to have my hair and nails done once we're there. He was such a smart, loving and handsome boyfriend. He was both Mr. Perfect and Mr. Right to me.
Thus, on our weekend holiday, everything went according to plan. Then we went back to the city. On Monday morning, I got up with nothing to worry about, not even the need to make my bed. Then the same things happened.... all over again. I didn't have to go on. Suddenly, it has become dreadful!
"She needs about P*000 for her medication and at least P*000 for fiesta," was the reply when I texted how much they need. That brought me back to reality... This figure is going to boggle me for quite sometime-- for a week, to be exact.
Secretly smiling at myself, I went over what I've just daydreamed about. Unknowingly, I found myself comparing and contrasting things between my fantasy and reality. I won't take my pick but will try to reconcile these two things instead.
First off, I'm gonna get sick if I were to have breakfast; moreover, festive foods. I am a brunch person and I eat light meal, so festive table won't be any good to me. I may love long shower but yeah, I'd take my time whenever I can when I'm in a shower (hehe). If my wardrobe were full of everything I wanted, I would lose my purpose for working overtime, and like I said, choosing which-items-to-wear-when would be a huge frustration. It's even a frustration now when my small closet is three-fourth empty (hehe).
Next, if I had a car and a driver, I'd be happy in reality. But then I would miss the social interaction on the bus, jeepney, or pedicab where you cooperate with others in squashing your butts in just so everyone can get a seat. It pesters other people and sometimes it does to me, too, but looking at the bright side, it's one of those instances when you can actually put yourself in the shoes of other people. You know how they feel. Moreover, if you're lucky enough, you know what's-been-going-on-where when fellow passengers talk about the latest in your community. I'd never know who's-running-for-what this May election if it weren't for my neighbors whom I was in a jeepney with a month ago (hehe). You'll never get that chance if you have your own vehicle.
~to be continued~
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