We took the other road home today.
The beginning and the end were the same, like every day, but that *in between part, that made the difference.
Halfway up the road it almost looked like I could start seeing things.
But even my mother played tricks on my mind.
She'd ask me crazy things like do you really think that guy is your dad?
But it's a road. After a while even a fool stops taking the bait.
By now I've gave up on trying to figure things out.
But that doesn't make me a quitter.
Calbayog City 2025
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