things i have done while i was by myself

walked the fish around town.
drove at 80-90 km/h (not really sure how fast because the speedometer was broken) on macapagal avenue with my eyes closed and hands off the wheel for a whole 10 seconds (at around 1AM)
cried my heart out with my head on the wheel of my car at every intersection on the way to work
told myself that i’m a beautiful daughter of God.
made a waffle ala mode with fat free whipped cream and ben and jerry’s ice cream.
wrote stories about a girl who made friends with a dead boy and slept in coffins just to see if they’re comfortable enough.
wrote letters that i’ve never sent.
slept.
drank a bottle of wine and toasted to all of the singles i knew during valentine’s day.
took pictures of myself.
ordered the most expensive item on the menu.
yelled at the computer monitor because of an impending deadline for an article.
dance.
climbed trees.
ate a peanut butter sandwich under a willow tree in a cemetery and watched the sunset.
lit candles at my lolo’s grave and wrote him a story of how i was sorry i didn’t get to know him when i had the chance.
smiled.
drove to tagaytay just for calzone at Carlo’s Pizza and starbucks coffee.
took the bus to downtown san diego.
walked up and down session road at three in the morning until exhausted.
tried to conduct the waves like an orchestra.
shivered with fear inside an empty apartment, when my bed suddenly gave a big shake. i prayed for God’s presence to be felt at that moment and immediately it was as if i was covered in a warm embrace and stopped shaking.
walked in the rain.
drew a tree.
blew bubbles.
counted stars.