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… r a i n , r a i n — go away.
I am blessed. Perhaps the understatement of my life. Blessings, despite what anyone might tell you, should never be counted. But I can’t quite help think that, indeed, I am so incredibly blessed.
My house is still a home, and I haven’t lost anything what so ever. It’s a relief, but at the same time sort of a downer. As masochistic as it may seem, I wished to share the pain of others, only if a little nibble of it. But, that really isn’t the brightest thing to think.
Just the fact that I can say that I still have a home (because houses can just come and go) is quite a blessing. A home where I rest, toil and play. A home where my secret sanctuary exists, where my music is made, where my memories are aloft in, where my secret cache of porn lay. The people I saw on television a few hours ago, didn’t lose their houses. They lost their homes.
So, just breathe in this moment, for it feels so surreal. I tuned in to Yahoo! and all it had on its front page was collegiate football and an article on the Beatles. Don’t we register on the radar? For Christ’s sake, the Philippines isn’t some imaginary archipelago in imagination land!
It is real, and so is the pain that my people are feeling right now. So please world, have pity upon us now. There’s only one thing that we Filipinos ask from you world. Prayers. A simple request. Prayers. Make the pain go away.
So, rain, rain — go away. And for the sake of a nation, don’t return.
