HE and ME were mostly apart during Holidays (except for that Valentines Day together) so I made it through Christmas - alive and intact.
Look Ma - no tears. I amused myself in the mirror.
SHE called in the morning. I spoke with the twins.
They said "Merry Christmas Tito!" in unison with SHE counting on the background.
SHE came by too to drop some (much-needed) mojos from Shakey's - that made my day.
I'm not your charity case you know. ME
Loca. This is not charity. SHE
Eh ano? Damage control for HE? ME
Ayaw mo? SHE
Gusto. Gusto. Shu-shut up na. ME
Hey - this is what friends do. HE or no HE. SHE
Thanks friend. ME
And i'm moving out of the apartment this January.
ME needs a new start.
I can't battle with every memory in every corner everyday - that would drive me insane.
Don't have any idea where yet - but ME's definite on moving.
And speaking of moving - I forgot already how to date.
I'm old and nearly washed-up and I don't have the energy for a cat-and-mouse chase again.
And HE called too.
ME answered his call.
You okay? HE
I don't think you have the right to ask that yet. ME obviously and overtly bitter.
I'm sorry. HE
Aren't we all? ME sounding a little like Elizabeth Taylor - diamonds and all.
Sige, I'll just call when things are more okay. I just wanted to say happy holidays. HE
Ok. ME as I ended the call.
ME don't know what to make of that call but its going to be a new year and ME needs to move...
Here's to brighter days ahead.