when i went home to the province last weekend, i had to go to the bus terminal in Cubao as usual. with a brain still anaesthetized by lack of sleep because i woke up so early, i tried to decide which side of the bus i should sit to avoid the sun. heading north, i should take the bus’ leftmost row of seats.
having been seated, i listened to my stomach and it said it was still full (yeah, my stomach and i speak a secret language!). even if those quail egg- and peanut vendors were going up and down the aisle of the bus, i forced myself not to buy anything. of course, my salivary glands were talking about a different thing compared to what my tummy was telling me. 😛