Feeling ko lang hawod na kaayo ko mu-detail. (feeling lang ha... pwede mali pwede pud tama) Basta kaatubang lng nako ang mga Big Papas.... (reference on the meaning to France) Pero ambot na lng jd ug kaatubang na nko ang mga doctors. Kung maayo ko mangistorya sa Big Papas sa mga doctors kulang pa jd ug hunat and bwelo... hehe.
Cge lng kay i'm on my way to learn how to get sales ang drugstore bookings... hehe.
Ma-datu na jd ko ani... yaaaa!!!!!!!!!
I met my old friends yesterday... They were my batch mates in high school. They knew me in a different way. They knew the person I had before.
I really believed that I am different now. I am that Daniel who reconstructed himself and renovated the broken parts. The Daniel that repaired the broken parts of his life.
I found out that the past is still connected with me.. hehe. I don't know but I found it so enjoyable. To be the exactly same person as they knew me... God it was so fun! Being connected with the past in the context of the present.
We are like cathedrals. There are parts of our life where we renovated ourselves only to find out in the present that it was a big mistake. But what we intend is to do good for ourselves, not harm but for the betterment...
As I said, I work as a Medical Representative. Part of the job is to roam around the hospitals looking for some opportunity to promote my products to doctors.
While we were falling into a line along the corridors of Ricardo Limso Hospital, it happened that a cadaver passed along our way. We were very noisy chatting and laughing, and suddenly they passed.
Silence.
The corridor immediately was turned into a silent sanctuary. Morbid, as what my co-worker told me. I also felt terrible and suddenly felt fear and anxiety. Then the question of existence revolved again and again in my mind.
After this world what will happen to human beings? Or will 'something' happen to us, or maybe nothing follows after our life on earth.
Two hours later, I visited an OB Gynecologists.. And the secretary told me that she went to the delivery room. Another baby was born.
The world. I don't know.
Death and Birth.
Birth and Death.
After that? I don't know.
