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10.2.06

Batanes: A Semi-fictional Account of How A City Became A Figure of Speech

Ms. Cynical: Dude, there are so many things that I want to tell you but it'll just take too much effort if I'm going to tell you through a text message. But I will tell you this: this week has been the happiest week of my entire life. I got to spend so much time with her this week. I'm so happy and yet I'm scared to death. Scared because I know that there's nowhere to go but down from here. I'm an ungrateful idiot, I know! But I just know how much I'm gonna miss this when this is all over.

Ms. (Usually) Sensible: Just enjoy things while you still have it. It's like when you go to Batanes.

Ms. Cynical: Huh?

Ms. (Usually) Sensible: Apparently Batanes is just this great place. I heard that it's sooo beautiful there. So while you're there, enjoy the sights, man. Don't lock yourself up in your hotel room and obsess about making plans about what you're going to do with yourself when it's time to go back home.

Ms. Cynical: But wouldn't it have been better if I did not know what I was missing in the first place. If I hadn't gone to Batanes then I wouldn't have known how great it is there so I eliminate the potential of feeling inconsolable despair when it's time to leave. Right?

Ms. (Usually) Sensible: But if you were in Batanes and truly enjoyed being there, wouldn't you think it was all worth it?

posted by jeanne @ 08:28

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