Sunday, October 14, 2007

Wish You're NOT Here

Commonly people would wax poetics on the romance and glamour of traveling. Cynic that I am I look at this whole business with a partially jaundiced eye. Having left Manila at an insane wee hour last Saturday, enduring three modes of transportation and do the same thing the next day is something I’d prefer to call a Masochist’s Day Out. Or, how about: Excruciation Excursion? Now I’m back to the insane grind of city living and for the first time finally started to breath steadily again.

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5 comments:

ester said...

ahhhh so u were on vacation.. so welcome back...

Michelle said...

hey, thanks for the compliments.

Pink?? I would never touch the stuff!

ian said...

hahahahahahahahahahaha

interesting how people YEARN to be out of the muck of dodging office bullets and deadlines and city smog... but the minute they've escaped- they look and feel no better than fish plucked from the sea...

be careful what you wish for- you just might get a vacation hehe

weebee.

loudcloud said...

ian! - oh, shush! hahahaha.

michelle - what a relief!

ester - i'd refuse to call it a vacation; i'd view it as deduction for purgatory detention

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