Nostalgia

Random ko. Sorry. Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts put into writing :))

It has been a couple of days since I’ve slept in my room. I am now sleeping in my parents’ room. (The reason is that, my father is sick and since my mama just had Leukemia we do not want to take the risk of her getting sick again, which is quite odd since Leukemia and colds are totally different things. I think, my father is just overreacting, but whatever. As if we can do anything.) Haha! As weird as that may sound, it’s really not at all that bad. Well, you just have to endure your mom snoring the whole God damn night and freezing to death in the middle of the night because of the electric fan considering that the air condition is already on. (My mama is extra fat and I think the chemotherapy changed her body temperature, or I’m just exaggerating) I realized that I am not anymore used to sleeping with someone. (You guys might get the wrong idea, wag ganun. Hahaha!) I’ve gotten used to being alone, having my privacy. I’m not complaining here or anything, so, where am I going with this blog post? I guess the whole sleeping-in-my-parents’ room gave me the realization that I really am growing up. I’ve always been close with my parents and they’ve always treated me as the “baby” in the family and now I’m little by little separating myself from them. There are things that I can actually do by myself that I never thought I could. I’m also comfortable going out alone and eating alone. The responsibilities that I have are bigger than the ones I had when I was in high school. Time flies so fast that I did not have the time to stop and reflect on how my life is slowly changing. It will continue to change and I just have to get used to it. After all, the only thing in this world that does not fleet is change.