instances of separation
I didn't think that I was going to feel this way at the end of this day: a little sad and vaguely heavy emotionally. It must have started sometime after ten this evening. Lotis and I had talked about changing rooms in the house and it's probably going to happen tomorrow. My roomie, Mafel, stood on the staircase and announced that our room was getting an air conditioner. I said, but oh, Lotis and I are going to be switching rooms now. She asked when. I said this weekend. Then dapat mag-bonding tayo before then, she said. I asked her what we were going to do - dance some sort of ritualistic dance in our room? Heehee. And then realizing she was thinking the move was happening yet on next week's weekend, I said that we were planning to make the switch tomorrow already, Sunday. Sometime later, I entered our darkened room to retrieve something, and Mafel, already lying on her bed, said that she was going to miss me. We always try to lighten the mood during moments like th