Simplicity

I remember the days when I still commuted to and from work. I had quite the commute. From Libis, Quezon City to Bacoor, Cavite. I passed through four major thoroughfares before I got home. Surprisingly, thinking back now, I realize it wasn`t all that bad. I got to read all the books I wanted on the bus. My cellphone used to be filled with tons of e-Books. I got to sleep on the road, even learning the art of sleeping standing up, without lurching and crushing a fellow passenger.

And then I realize I knew what I missed the most back then. The simple flow of my life. Wake up, get dressed. Eat breakfast. Ride with Dad until EDSA, and commute the rest of the way to the office. Work until you get tired, or even beyond that. Fall in line for the shuttle, sleep. Ride the MRT. Sleep, read. Ride the bus. Read, sleep. Get home, clean yourself up and hop into bed.

Simple.

I miss the good old days.