Rebirth

I’m not a mall rat (somebody who spends ALL of his or her time or loiters in the mall), but I really find roaming and burning my soles around the mall therapeutic. Besides the free airconditioning on this hot summer season in the Philippines and observing other people do their own stuff, I also love hanging around bookstores in the mall. Sounds like your typical bookworm, but I don’t only read books for free (standing), I also like rummaging over books on sale. However, I only get to like and actually buy something 3% of the time. I must be hated around those bookstores.

Well today was special.

After doing my daily chores at home, I took a bath and headed to SM Cebu, the nearest mall from our place. The mall was, as usual, full, even on a lazy Monday afternoon. On my way to PB (that’s for Powerbooks), I saw a former colleague, said he’s just finished submitting his resume in one of the offices near the area. I wished him well and luck and continued walking. Unconsciously, I started counting all the pregnant women I saw. All throughout my short trip around the mall, I counted at least 10 of them.

My mind started reeling. Seeing my former colleague, I imagine all the other people in the same situation, looking for a decent job at this time of the recession. I felt overwhelmed with all these women, who just like me, are carrying this miraculous gift.

Suddenly I wanted to write again. Not about technical stuff or a specific niche, not for anybody else, but for myself, my baby and my family. I say ‘again’ because even as I write everyday, in over 4 years now, I have written only for other people, writing what they request for me to write, writing what I think other people will read, and writing about some products, doing technical writing.

I found a not-so-crowded area at the food court and started writing this – my first ‘real’ post.

It’s been a while.