Daybook excerpt — random musings: 19-Sep-2018
Manila is like a toxic bubble engulfing me, along with all other people stressed out in this metropolis, in a hazy cloud of gray. It is gloomy and depressing. Dreary.
Once I step off the bus, I am once again engulfed by air and noise pollution, overwhelmed by overpopulation, and threatened by villains that sit on golden thrones, watching as their so-called leadership is leading my homeland to its demise. I step off the bus and I become totally enveloped in sadness and helplessness that there is no escape, no rescue from this gray mist.
I love my homeland, I love this soil, but I hate the civilization that stands on it.
Daybook by Rei 