My Post-Birthday Rants & You

Hey, I know you're mad and disappointed. Forgive me for taking you for granted for days. Forgive me for just passing you by every waking moment but I did take a glimpse of you as I pass by the door post. I saw you look back at me. I was given the task to do some stuffs at work for the upcoming Christmas party. I am totally compliant to their demands but with all honesty I'm getting bored with my job and some people around me. It's 'men devouring men' in there. People love to see their comrades down. I wonder why they love that. You've been there and met some of them. Basically, the organization is small. You get to another department with just a few steps. Remember? People smile at you but behind those smiles mask the face of the macabre. It's quite ironic to know that their piercing look isn't even razor-sharp enough to cut you through. Funny people.

I'll make it up to you. I promise. We're going to have a great time after the party. I just hope you would show off in that event. I know you would. We'll be having long trips next week and I'm so excited. We both knew that it would take some time before I could drive again. You'll be meeting some distant relatives and some of my high school classmates that you haven't met. I needed a break from all the toxicities, complexities at work. I don't want to end up growing horns and antlers in fact what I have needed some clipping. I received a lot of greetings last Monday and Tuesday but little did you know that I cried. You were there but I was behind your back. My tears were in extraterrestrial proportions. I never cried that hard on my natal day before not once, not even the time when I couldn't have the toy that I always wanted on my birthday. What happened this year was too overwhelming. I survived. I'm glad that people involved did too.

A friend will be coming home and I'm pretty sure he'll be bringing someone on January. I haven't seen him for more than 2 years. I miss him a lot too. You'll be meeting a new friend early next year! Hey... I'm sorry. It's just you and me, Chimboro. I'm sorry for taking you for granted. I miss you. I know you would understand. I knew it felt cold sitting on that side table but tonight I'll take you back to your crib with your toys and make sure you feel comfortable at the right temperatures. Chimboro... buddy!☺