Monday, March 13, 2006

Something about Houses

the only other person who shared this house with me could testify that its no castle, even if you were blind. trust me. i could tell you about the banging of roofsheets when gust of winds howl, o my neighbor "Ratty" (the rat) who would do the housekeeping for me, only worse. of the certain kind of termites of whatever insect thats chewing the board and letting it snow with dustwood. but those things arent that interesting anyway, i guess. but the only other person who could testify to these things has been absent from this house for quite sometime, and there is no next time to be back here.

i guess it was only fitting that i myself am leaving this house.

and yet before that happens, i cant help but ponder on what this house have been privy to. it may not be a castle, but it was my kingdom for these past few months that have seen its shares of seasons living and dying and living into something else.

i must admit, i cannot stop memories from flooding my head with a certain theme in recollection.

love was once born here. it was made here, born, reared, fed, nursed, cuddled, slept with...and the list goes on...there was life here...there was...

lately, i was able to read "dream country", and it reminded me of a lesson i thought i have forgotten...

"...the price for the things you want is the thing you once wanted..."

anyway, there was, there was something here. and now its gone.

i guess you could say whatever it was that was once here, it is a child that has grown up. and though parents are at times hesitatnt to let go, the road has already been paved, and must be walked. and i guess that is what happened in this house...

i really dont know if i will be back here again, if this house would still be here, if what traces would remain...if ghost of what was once here would linger...i dont know...

all i know is that i am leaving.

but then, like children who become adults do at times, perhaps in another place and time, what was once here in this house would come back...

and if it does, it would not be bad to be there.

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