It’s raining cats and dogs today. I think I saw circus elephants and great white sharks along the road also. Driving along C-5 with all the crazy drivers of Metro Manila was definitely not a breeze. Session Road’s "Sana Naman" was playing over and over to keep me company. I never realized that singing at the top of my lungs while squinting at hazard lights blinking ahead of me was this therapeutic.
At the parking lot, I spent 20 minutes contemplating whether to brave the storm and run to the office. The sky was dark and the wind was a low and eerie whistle. The rain stopped (or so I thought). I felt that the universe was taunting me to dare step out of my car and so I did. I think you can guess what happened next (of course, I will still tell you but congratulate yourself if you indeed got it right). Rain (or should I say, torrential rain) fell. I was sloshing all over the place and finally reached my destination with soaked jeans and muddy shoes. I thought twice about standing in my underwear in the ladies’ restroom to dry my jeans but fortunately decided against it (the horror!). In the end, I am thankful for the concept of air-drying.
I am getting old – I could barely jump rope five times. My super modeling future is looking bleak.
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