went to hinobaan 4days ago and arrived home late last night.
i cant help the green things, the muddy road, the rain and how the cold wind felt flashing in my mind.
i just want to share how my trip going home went.
instead of complaining that my whole 6 hour travel by the bus was boring and life-draining, let me tell you something how i made use of it.
the bus left the hinobaan terminal at exactly 11:30 in the morning. i was taking naps beacause i was so sleepy. i didnt get a decent sleep last night. still dozing, i realized that the rain was soaking the arm part of my jacket.
i straightened up from my seat and looked outside. we were on top of the mountain having a long winding ride and tell you, sitting there alone beside the window was tiresome but thank God, the greenery alongside the road was something enjoyable to watch. the plants looked healthy under the rain shower. it was refreshing..
the fog that seemed to dance in the air was captivating as it hovered the trees below the cliff on the left side of the narrow road.
the sound of the crickets muted all other sounds around and it made me think of my childhood when hearing this sound and staring at the setting sun mattered to me.
sitting there on my seat, i let my head out of the window a little, just enough for the rain to freely kiss my face. rain drops were freezing with the fresh air touching my skin.
i inhaled a few times filling my lungs to my content. it sent me a cool damp feeling and it was something i would want to do again and again.
the "kundoktor" (ticketing guy) must had been thinking why was i doing that for he was like stealing glances at me from then and again. frankly, it was bothersome but i didnt let it stop me.
everything was quite a scene to ponder that life isn't that bad after all. there are things in life that cant be bought and these are the little things that we dont take the time to mind because of our tight schedules.
above anything else, i was just glad to have experienced such moment.
