A blue-eyed cat… Part 3
Surprisingly, even when it was 12 noon, the breeze was chilly. Or was I imagining things?
I decided to ride a jeepney. I suddenly remember jokes from my childhood, where “aircon” means “air continuous”. Being home is like experiencing a flashflood of memories!
On my way home, I saw the most beautiful cat I’ve ever seen! She had blue eyes and a white coat:
Plus, she was sooo friendly! She purred and licked my hand when I stroked her head!
On the way home, I managed to catch some sun. Bad for the skin, good for the soul. So why not? But I made sure I was wearing proper eye protection (I love my eyes; I read and write even in my sleep).
My hair was in my eye. Lesson of the story: bring a ponytail.
But I’ll be going back to Manila soon. Sigh. I’ll miss seeing ponds instead of skyscrapers, kabaleyans instead of strangers, kindred souls instead of weary urbanites. But everything good must come to an end.
What I'm wearing here.
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Stef dela Cruz is a doctor and writer. She received the 2013 Award for Health Media from the Department of Health. She maintains a health column in Health.Care Magazine and contributes to The Manila Bulletin. Add her Google profile to your circles.
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