CATHastrophic Mediocrity

It was just 12:00 noon when my group decided to go somewhere, have a steaming pot of rice, and get those sardines and corned beef ready for lunch. We still have 4 hours the most to enjoy staring to nowhere, letting time pass. Greggo and Allen were busy with their piat-piat while another one was busy in the kitchen. Siegfred and Epoy were snoring already. Jim was beside me, stranded in his thoughts, staring into blankness. I wonder what’s with him these past days that he seems to be out of his usual self. Noli did a little strumming of the guitar. And I found myself lost in my thoughts. Everybody were quiet except the drizzles of oil in the sardines and eggs being cooked. I just miss the good ol’ days when the guys and I hang out doing our own businesses. The guys were excited to make me taste their specialty! Hahaha.. It had been so long since I last joined them for lunch. Simply missin’ it. Sorry guys! Hekhek!

Noli played one of my favorite songs, Takipsilim of CallaLily. I simply love it - listening to how it is played. Much to my surprise, the chords of the song are easy to play. I had Noli teach me how. And I did finish playing the song after merely thirty minutes of practicing. I guess I’m back to my old self - the frustrated artist. Hekhek!!