
Late this afternoon, I watched “Transformers” again, after Chief and I had “merienda” at McCafe. She says. “It is the first time that I have seen you watch a movie again.” And I replied, “I would like to see it again, before Wednesday.” Right now, “The Simpsons” have bumped off most of Harry Potter. Chief had already finished reading the 7th and last book by J.K. Rowling. We saw the 5th movie at Rockwell a couple of weeks ago.
Why am I watching Transformers again?


Maybe, I want to think of my dad again. I remember back in the late 90s, when my dad, my nephew and I used to go at the old Burger King (now closed) outlet along Sucat Avenue, Paranaque. Dad and I would read the newspaper while enjoying pancakes. Miguel would play. Miguel has grown up now and dad has moved on.
And of me being a dad with Christian Gabriel last year, and the endless possibilities of being a father and a parent.
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