september in transit

WARNING: raw musing! (but no comprehensive updates this time)


i wonder if with all the bus and plane and boat rides i take, it's actually the world passing me by and not the other way around.


just a quick run-down of the month so far (and to be):


9-10: Boljoon, Cebu


15-17: Workshop in Guadalupe


18-19: Iloilo City, Iloilo


28-29: Quezon City


and in between (the times when i HAVE to stay put), the walking and dancing in the rain, and lunching and writing under my old, old acacia tree when i'm feeling stressed out at the office. after all this, bantayan again to continue our research on dynamite fishers.


i am constantly in transit as a rebellion against the idea of being bound by four walls and chained to my too-mobile computer day and night (a situation that, if i might say, i've brought upon myself). but after the mad rush to catch the boat or plane to the next destination, what then? i can only go so far. even if i get to go to all the countries in the world, on the other end of the globe is exactly where i am now.


i wonder if my bed misses me sometimes.

Comments

  1. beng garciaSeptember 21, 2005 at 6:42 PM

    it's kinda hard to really relax and give yourself enough time to breathe, specially if you have been used to a certain lifestyle. what is it that you are running away from, you think? probably when you are back in school again you will want to get another angle of the world, and watch it pass by you as you sit and drink under another ould tree.

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  2. Jeneen GarciaSeptember 21, 2005 at 10:22 PM

    hah! speak for yourself, ma. where do you think i got this need to be constantly on the move? =P anyway, not all of my travel is for work (and not all of my travel is for fun, either, contrary to what a lot of people think. most of it is for work--i just always enjoy myself so much when i'm out of the office, no matter what i'm working on =).

    i DO know when to give myself space to breathe (at least i don't get sick very often), and travelling is part of that. or taking walks and sitting under trees (since i hardly get to enjoy the wind and the daylight when i'm working) when i can't leave the city.

    and really, i'll take the stress of fieldwork (or any kind of work--even meetings) anytime over computer work =P my eyes are starting to hurt now even after just a few minutes of staring at the screen.

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  3. Jeneen GarciaSeptember 21, 2005 at 10:41 PM

    hah! you should know, ma. where do you think i got this need to be constantly on the move? =P anyway, not all of my travel is for work (and not all of my travel is for fun, either, contrary to what a lot of people think. most of it is for work--i just always enjoy myself so much when i'm out of the office, no matter what i'm working on =).

    i DO know when to give myself space to breathe (at least i don't get sick very often), and travelling is part of that. or taking walks and sitting under trees (since i hardly get to enjoy the wind and the daylight when i'm working) when i can't leave the city.

    and really, i'll take the stress of fieldwork (or any kind of work--even meetings) anytime over computer work =P my eyes are starting to hurt now even after just a few minutes of staring at the screen.

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