Decades ago, I would always get a back rub from my Nanay. If I was hyperactive during the day, I would often get a back massage sometimes with 'baby oil' and sometimes with the ever so famous, lola-reminiscent green/menthol oil. But now, Nanay is the one who needs the massaging and foot rubbing. And when I need to eliminate the stress, toxins or whatever within, it would be heartless of me to ask her to rub my back even for a few seconds. Because, tables have been turned now.
So we need to spend a little or a lot for the things that were free or cheap before.
And sometimes, we need to work hard for the things we used to give freely. Such is life. Just like me, who is so trusting. I may falter at times with my own pact, such is life. Such is fate. But I guess, it's time to trust no one. Or trust only those who think.
Presently, we pay the price for the things we used to know are no big of a deal. The thing is, some people need to grow up and move on from their past.
Their fists are so clenched because of anticipation. Waiting for something micro, that they tend to fore go with their own business.
Because, no matter how ugly the present is, it could be because of the past or the desperate wanting of a bright future, things have their own way of fixing what was broken by these losers.
I am not the one who shuts up--before. Every time I open my mind and speak my mouth...hold on, I have to think first before I go with that thought. Losers are not for free. And no one's buying their crap.
** This weekend, I just had one of the best massages ever. It was great even if my face was covered with a white ghost-inspired mask. This thought dawned upon me while I was being pampered. Everything has its own price.
