2 am

For the past couple of months, I’ve been eating in CYMA twice a week on average. But for some reason I was there for FOUR times this week. The waiters probably figured that I really love their food, despite the lousy reservation service and the long line of waiting whenever I go there. So tonight is a special night, CYMA asked for my name FOR THE FIRST TIME and then surprised me and my friend Rica by giving us a free desert. It’s this really warm chocolate cake, molten on the inside and served with ice cream (ala mode), caramel syrup, and a hefty sprinkle of confectioner’s sugar for that final touch. I tell you it’s divine. The infusion of flavors inside my mouth when I first had a taste of it…hmmm….heaven…

Wish I had a cam with me so I could’ve shared a photo. But my dad lost our trusty Sony 5.1 megapixel black digicam last Sunday in Universal Studios. Heck.

So here I am on my bed, connected in the cyberspace and writing my thoughts at 2 am. Sigh. If anyone can have an opportunity to open my mind and take a good look inside, you’d probably notice that the wheels of this well-oiled machine are working overtime. Yes…I think I’m becoming an expert in this Fire Prevention Program that I’ve employed since 2004. The skills are enhanced in every experience, but I know, deep down, that in every disappointment is the HOPE that it’s going to be BETTER the next time around.

I wonder how many ‘next times’ there will be, and how many fires will I have to contend with.

What I really want to do, if you may ask, is to park all these rules and SEE WHAT HAPPENS.

You think I should go for it? Who says YES?

So this is officially a spontaneous sober declaration of my semi exhausted mind (and probably heart…)

ALL IN.

PS: I wonder if I should believe in it whenever I do this. I might change my mind in the morning, when the wheels are revved up and in tip top condition again.
We’ll see.