But I never paid the slightest attention to it since my face has always been glued to my phone. A slave chained to emails and other business agenda.

JIL DIAMANTE

Mckinley Hill, Taguig, Metro Manila | Philippines

First time to step out of the house since the community quarantine started. Partly scared but I was longing for the sun and trees too much that the earliest hint of loose protocols sent countless ideas in my head.

I was happy.

Happy to see strangers. To feel that outside warmth again. To hear those loud vehicles that I got desensitized to during normal days. It felt nice to feel again. (Okay, that’s heavy stuff. Let’s not go there.)

To notice things at a brighter and magnified spectrum. Because this spot was in fact my daily route to work. But I never paid the slightest attention to it since my face has always been glued to my phone. A slave chained to emails and other business agenda.

Seeing it again at a different light brings forth a different sense of joy.

And here we go with yet another cliche, never take daily things for granted. You’ll never know till when it’s supposed to last.

Breathe. Pause. Appreciate.

FINI

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Either on the streets or top of the mountains. Jil is a hodophile and a storyteller in pursuit of colors.

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