For quite some time I was away, away from the hive. After what has happened I felt like I wasn't in the mood to write and construct words to say. It's not just the typhoon that broke my heart but also my mind that became crazy. Maybe for health experts, they called it anxiety. Added more, the typhoon reminded me that life in this world is not always like that. It saddened me but no matter how hard I thought about it, nothing would change. To escape from that despair I decided to accept it by telling myself "that's life."
Because of my unhealthy mind, I haven't been roaming in our place. When I did it earlier, I noticed a lot had changed. Some houses are in construction and some still remain untouched. My walked inspired by #wednesdaywalk and #makemesmile by 
It should be houses but how could I ignore this shed house where people used to stay here and do some talking. This is where the people went home in the afternoon from work and spent some conversations with their friends or neighbors. This shed was where people waited for fishermen to return from the sea and bought fish. This place contains a lot of memories where the people here thought of not ending it by repairing it now. Yes, it was destroyed by the typhoon and it took a month before they reconstructed it now. Well, they're busy with their own houses so this one could wait.
I walked a bit further and I saw a woman seated in a house or should we call it an under-construction house. There was a roof and some pieces of wood that served as the guide of the house. Actually, it didn't attract me by how it looked but what attracted me was the feeling when I saw that woman seated. I knew for sure she wasn't sleeping with that state of her house or perhaps she was just waiting for someone or a fisherman. I wasn't sure and that was what made my heart bother seeing her. Sadness and at the same time loneliness.
I took a round of the place where I live and I saw this traditional Filipino house. Although it's improvised because of the concrete foundation. It was totally damaged after the typhoon but it's good to see it fixed. It was located beside the Brgy. road and quite visible for the people. There are houses that are in recovery but most of them are not.
This house is an old one that stood for a central. It was designed with the Spanish colony in those days. It was popular here because when people called this tree we the people here named it with the owner of this house. If you said "ka ting-ting or ila ka ting-ting" it means it's this house but referred to this block. This one is a historical house but the owner abandoned it and maybe repairing it will be impossible.
Yes, there are houses that remain what they were after the typhoon, maybe because of financial needs. Just like these two houses 20 steps away from our house. The other one was totally destroyed and the other one was totally damaged. While the other was completely wiped out the other one had no roof and they endured the plastic roof. It's quite troublesome since these days the rain continues.
I pity them of course, but just like them, we're doing the same. The image above is of our house that it's in construction. Hopefully, the amount of money to use in building our house will be enough until it will be finished. We won't be hopeless but it's different to call a house when it's not complete.
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Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.
