it has been a very difficult end of June and beginning of July. It would even be more difficult in August and September, the hungry months.
flood water inside our house at 3pm.
i usually measure in feet.at 3pm the flood water is about 1.5 feet.
it will peak at 1630 to more or less 2.5-3 feet.
i usually measure in feet.at 3pm the flood water is about 1.5 feet.
it will peak at 1630 to more or less 2.5-3 feet.
by 3 pm water on the streets has risen to at least 3 feet.
And that is not without a very strong current.
Manong sikad driver ended his shift early,
tied his pedicad somewhere and salvaged
the seat to save himself.
It' s not even halfway through the month but i've only got 500 bucks in my wallet. i totally overspent during the 1st week of the flood, panic buying food and spending too much on water. I never imagined in my whole life that water would be this costly, even the water i'll use to wash my face with. We had to buy drinking water a kilometer away from our house and transportation is never cheap.
the guy from door 9 playing with the floating spare tire
that has escaped from our landlord's flooded garage.
another landlord garage's escapist.
maybe i should start praying now. maybe we should really go to mass now.
quite convincing?
but i never really turned to praying nor to church going even in my darkest, loneliest days of 2003. instead, i turned to zoloft and epival. maybe i should start getting back to them. maybe i should...but there's...maybe i should just buy water...and see friends on the weekends, watch AD's sarsuela rehearsals and walk alone along General Luna at dusk unafraid and unmindful of probable pickpockets, snatchers, murderers because i don't look like i have money at all except that i'm showing some legs because i was wearing mini-skirt and i go home to find my son asleep and i changed and washed and went to sleep because tomorrow would be another day.
i hope i can stop thinking about killing myself.
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