At hour 8 of “watcher duties”, the sleepiness and my adrenalin goes into a battle. The need to be alert wins via the blue light of this mobile phone, as I type away that same prompt I had in my head when I wanted to write about the grief of my old luggage, staying in Taichung HSR as I roll the newly-bought one. In the same manner as I watch my father struggling with a deep sleep, I imagined all the beautiful memories of Japan with my American Tourister. Suddenly he sleeptalked, “Kailan ba matatapos ang hinayupak na paghihirap na ito para sa malalim na tulog?”
A friend asked via IG earlier, “Do we look kindly to our family when we see them frail and weak?” All I had was indifference in this very minute, but in hindsight, an anxiety looms about tanking the projected hospital bills (ergo, putting the current travel lifestyle on hold). What about Kiudkad staycation and hike? The SG visit? The Kazakhstan nomad reels? The Taiwan Alpine trail? Should my life be on pause just because the old guy demands it so…?
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