Peanuts and Perrier

It took me over 56 hours to travel from Manila to New York, that being in my lonesome suddenly felt so normal. I missed my connection to New York, so I had to wait another 24 hours for the next one. Sweet.

It is 130am Eastern now, but my body still feels like 230pm Manila time. I was fed constantly on the plane, that I had learned to confuse breakfast with dinner. Suddenly, the plane food tasted the same, and the flight stewards had one look. I kept dreaming about dragging my 2 heavy luggages from the bus station, and finally opening my apartment door with much relief. Total hallucination, that's what it was.

Gawd. I've never traveled this long in my life.

Since my body thinks it's afternoon now, I diligently unpacked my things as soon as I got home. As I removed my clothes one by one, I realize that I bought more than enough pants from Manila. And that I bought all the fashionista bags that I need to last me until all four seasons! (Not really, maybe summer? There's never enough bags. Haha!) Call it panic buying, but maybe it really is. In my mind, I still wonder when will my next jean purchase worth less than $20 bucks be? I even got a pair from Divisoria for only Php150!!! Beat that!

Yes, I wonder when I will see Manila again. When will I collect more bittersweet memories in Greenbelt and Quiapo? And when will I develop claustrophobia and kick myself out of this little box of an apartment?

I really don't know. I will really miss Manila, and I know it will miss me back.

Hunger attacks me now, and I could not find anything in the fridge. Nothing except peanuts and Perrier. And so for my jetlag lunch, peanuts and Perrier it is. Welcome to reality. I am back in New York City again. Fabulouso! :)