New And Unfamiliar
In the coming
weeks, we would be moving to a new house. It’s a few-year-old house
(three bedrooms, two bathrooms) located inside a modest village outside Metro
Manila. The original plan was to build a brand-new house, but then we realized
that it would be impractical, tedious, and expensive, so when the opportunity
to buy a still-relatively new house that’s a neighbor to our youngest sibling’s
family’s house presented itself, we grabbed it.
Compared to our future former place in Manila, the village is
quite quiet and peaceful. In our future former place, the neighbors play music often so loud you could still hear it even if you’re in a different galaxy. In our
future former place; strangers from other barangays would converge next to our
house and converse or quarrel loudly during wee hours (ours is a corner house and one side is on not-a-busy street so they feel they have privacy (lol); in our future
former place, drunken street parties occur almost weekly.
Hopefully,
my days of captive listening to Freddie Aguilar’s “Magbago Ka,” Gloc 9’s “Upuan,”
Enrique Iglesias’ “Somebody’s Me,” and The Carpenters’ “Top of the World” on a
loop from our neighbor would be over. Lol.
When you're older, you crave quietness. Like me, except when I'm listening to my rock and heavy metal music collection. Lol.
New house, new air to breathe, sort of; new roads to trek; new faces to meet… anything new and unfamiliar could be a little intimidating and challenging…
but it could also be nice.

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