I put out the clothes to dry.
Last Saturday I was woken up by a text message from a friend inviting to go for a picnic in the mountain. He asked to meet him at 10 AM downtown. I got up and looked through the window to a foggy morning. I told him to postpone the picnic because it looks like it's gonna rain. I went back to sleep some more because it was a cold morning.
After 30 minutes, I was again woken up by another text message from the same friend telling me that the sun is shining and that he's on his way downtown and he's gonna wait for me there. So I met him and we went to the said picnic on a narrow valley between two mountains. I never suspected that just behind a mountain full of houses built on top of each other, there is a valley and a mountain with nothing but pine trees. We reached a half-constructed house and under it are our companions already starting to eat. They are local musicians plus the two South American artists that are sometimes seen busking in the city with their mystical indigenous music from the Andean mountains.
We finished eating and were in the drinking session when it rained. Whilst drinking and story-telling, we waited for the rain to leave. Then as we were climbing the mountain back to civilization, we were met by strong gusts of wind and I told my friends that it felt like the rumored storm has just left. One of them said that as the weather report says we are in signal number two, but since we haven't felt any storm yet, maybe it will arrive in the evening.
Back in the city, I met up with a couple of other friends for coffee. We were chatting when the rain suddenly poured again startling one of my friends who remarked that the sound of the rain is different and that maybe we should go home soon as none of us brought any umbrella. We scoffed at her telling her that it's just normal rain and maybe her different hearing was because of the fiber glass roof of the coffeehouse. The rain stopped and we went home. I slept an ordinary sound sleep that night.
Next day, Sunday, a girlfriend texted me saying that she's downtown and asking if I'm going downtown so we could meet up. I told her I was not going out in that drizzly weather. She texted back saying, the drizzle was nothing compared to what's happening in Manila. Who knows what's happening in Manila, I do not watch TV.
I opened my mail and received a concerned email from a friend who does not really email (the last time she emailed me was back in 2006 asking me if I was not hit by the tsunami!). She said she saw the "news" and had been thinking about me. She asked if I am OK. I wondered what "news" she was talking about. I opened FB and there, through people's posts and videos, I learned about the "news."
Unbelievable...
A manifestation of global warming...
