silence and serenity
it was way past midnight and i was a bit drunk after a few glasses of reds, whites and roses. as usual, i was restless in bed. sleepless. i was changing channels, trying to find a show that would help me sleep. i hardly watched teevee, but i needed some noise to help me battle loneliness. that small, dark, smelly room was adding to my depression. it was one of my bleakest and most dreary moments (music from maalala mo kaya). i was jobless, running out of money. worse, i was indecisive (couldn't make up my mind where i should head out next and what would i do next. making a decision is one of the toughest aspects of being an adult.). i felt so alone. i felt as though my friends (even the very few closest ones) were avoiding me. not wanting to hear my drahmahs anymore. who would? right? &&&&&& more surfing, then i finally settled on channel two. good old reliable network to put me to sleep. and there it was. a feature about the nuns in a monastery, some...