musings

calachuchis on sheridan avenue

traveling through edsa this afternoon i chanced upon the stereo surround chaos the busy highway produces. cruising down boni avenue on a p25 tricycle ride, going up the mrt overpass, taking the ordinary bus through crossing, the ruckus was more than enough to give anybody a headache. and the pollution stuck in the air pocket on the shaw intersection. i hated that. really hated going through there, i feel like the suffocating air gets physical, literal, its grey smoggy arms wrapped around my neck wringing me closer to death.

walking on sheridan avenue i saw calachuchi trees lining the street, its blooms falling on every gust of traffic air. one flower fell on the path before me. i looked at it but continued walking. better the calachuchi run over by goodyear than me.

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