Dysfunctional Mind

The jeepney’s engine was roaring and I couldn’t hear anything around me. My subconscious kept shouting at me and she’s the only thing I could hear. Oh fck off, I say. Well, she’s a tough nut to deal with.

Then boom, everything went on replay.

She can sometimes be so mean. Right when she knows i’m vulnerable. She knows my mind drifts when I travel. It’s like the only time I can think of things and she ruins it.

It was all so clear. Things that happened to me for the past 3 years. Lessons learned, Mistakes, Problems and heart breaks. It was bad enough to remember things but rubbing it in my face? Oh my, how stupid I can be sometimes.

It was a tough journey but it ended soon enough to my relief. I stepped out of the jeepney and started walking. I couldn’t help staring blankly at everything and anyone. I must have lost my mind back there and I knew it would never be the same.