Of peas and other fighting plants

by Yas Jayson Sunday, August 29, 2010 12 palagay diliman diliman pensive bottles

I am writing this in my best friend’s sala. While watching her sleep after a discussion about love coming and going, I thought of how faithfully you guarded my house from those brain-eating freaks yesterday afternoon. While discussing which plants to defend my backyard, I started to feel that in ways more than one, good things come to those who wait.

You called it oxygen when you willingly accompanied me to smoke outside Ateneo’s theater. I didn’t have a stick to light. You were amazed how I got a stick from and a lighter from a stranger. I was amazed that you actually brought a black jacket accidentally, surprised as if you really planned to watch a stage play that night. In ways more than one, good things come to those who wait.

I was expecting a busy Saturday running from home to Diliman to Makati to Katipunan. Then when you laughed hard to the fact that I just started beating zombies, I got the feeling that this day shall be spent planting cherry bombs and a good friendship.

Next thing I knew? I did not run from anywhere, the moon is showing up in the sky and all was well.