Current Reality
Because I kind of missed Karen Beltran (no, I DO miss her!), for she is my current merms, and I call her my soulmate and milady, I decided to go grab her latest brainchild. Thanks for the title!
Festival Supermall. Starbucks to be specific. Yuck. Here again. At this pfft-forsaken place where everybody drinks high-maintenance caffeine in tall cups. And I wonder what was I doing here on a Sunday night (Oct 5). I missed a church visit because I opted to go on a little shopping spree. And to breathe air. Haha. Usual litany. No, they call this self-mode. During weekdays, I couldn't even hear myself think. Sometimes, I would just stare at space during those few idle times, and suddenly, in a jiffy, you are zapped back to reality. How's that?
Digression. Sorry about that. Now, this place, reminds me of simple questions I once posed to myself, and a few unfortunate beings. The lady at my corner, cozily seated on a couch, and wearing beautifully that white asymmetrical dress, and donned a hairstyle fitting for a celebrity, why is she here? And this American seated next to me, sipping on his hot coffee, with nicely cut jeans and seemingly-genuine Giordano top, why is he here? And those young adults, nicely dressed, for a Sunday night, why are they here? All of which narrows my inquiry. What has gone into today's society that these people all flock to coffee-drenched-atmosphere shops to relive singlehood. Haha there.
Sometime, I've mulled with the idea on the variety of these details. Starbucks, Figaro, UCC, Cafe Breton, Coffee Bean, you name them, they all foster that ambience suitable for singles, and those wanting to break from this status. For almost at a cost of $3.00, you get the usual high the coffee brings into the soul, plus the sight of some singles searching for singles. It has become the local bar at the tinseltown, when everything has become more or less subtle.
Being single is not at all bad. (Ows?!) Really. Pray tell, I hope I do get some amen from here. Haha. But seriously, the way these things do to one's imagination, they could be so astonishing. I mean the coffee shops and all. And going back to the singlehood, I've read that to put oneself in the shoe of a single, isn't that easy. In a world that is today, it is far harder to be single than to be attached. In a sea of people, all coddled by their SO (Significant Other), it makes you want to double take and hurl stuff. And yeah, what could be more difficult than preventing yourself from doing so.
At least, when you are single, you get to admire people for as long as you like. Hmm. And for those houses that the coffee beans built, whoever started the idea, thank you for giving me the temporary high. At least!.
Labels: coffee, singlehood, Thoughts
posted by Randyh @ Tuesday, October 07, 2008
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