My day began with a miracle: I woke up just in time for breakfast. Thankfully, I'm getting the hang of the sisters' strict schedules. Scarfed down 2 waffles with too much syrup (not that there's anything wrong with that), two cups of black coffee and a bowl frosted mini wheats (which, strangely, I love. In fact, I'm craving a bowl right now).
For lunch, I met up with Tita Alma at the Eastern Market. Finally, a familiar face! I had an egg white mediterranean omelet. We talked about Mom, the eunuchs in India and how kids today have lost their imagination. She bought me a bag full of white peaches.
On my way home I chased a squirrel with my camera. with their twitchy noses and their curly, plume-like tails, they seem almost unreal, like creatures from a Dr. Seuss book. This one I chased was particularly adorable; it was so cautious in approaching me and kept on looking at me quizzically--i felt like I was being evaluated by this tiny little thing. When I was done taking pictures, it kept on hopping behind me. Oo, close na kami. I felt obliged to bid goodbye to my friend.
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