Today I traversed the whole stretch from the South where I live, to the North, and back. Before that was a quick coffee and cig meet with an officemate at High Street, a lunch meet in Ortigas, then to far, faraway Mindanao Avenue.
Going back to our office in Makati, we were assaulted by this image.
Going back to the South at night was a repeat of the same scene, only with break lights on, but with the same distressing sight of crawling vehicles.
And now I’m home. Drained and exhausted but thankful still, that tonight is a Friday night. My week thus begins.