Somewhere Only The Heart Knows

I woke up a bit late and took a late jeepney headed for the countryside. I wanted to be away for a while. Away from the city, the noise, the crowd, the hustles and bustles, the buildings that keep me from seeing the beautiful morning skies. I had no idea where i was going but later on decided to visit my hometown. I was taking the jeepney with strangers who had nostalgic looks on their faces. I tried to avoid the scene. I looked outside the window, my eyes tracing the trees lined on the roadside and the small shabby huts in the middle of the rice fields. It was raining. The clouds were heavy. Ugh, i always notice this, whenever i visit my town it rains...is this just a coincidence? 

I could feel the soft wind brushing on my shoulders. It's cold. I tried to rub my hands to feel some warmth, and I felt a thin band on my index finger. My ring. The graduation ring i acquired for my ring and pin ceremony days before graduation. Suddenly my thoughts wandered way back in university years. It was 2011. It's been 4 years and a half. Was it fast? Was it slow? I don't really know. Looking back to the 4 years i spent studying, i couldn't  weigh which moment was worth remembering. Studying was just so so. I was not a good student. I just did what i was supposed to do. I went to school, listened to my professors, took exams, went home, reviewed a little, slept early, woke up early....did the same things. Maybe what i could remember the most was meeting different people, going to communities as part of our related learning experience, practical exams, assisting major operations, group-study-turned-out-playing-all-day, drinking beer for the first time (when i was 22). What more...i had emotional moments too..many to mention, but include broken hearts, suicidal thoughts, anxiety, and so on.

Ugh, dizzy! I subconsciously shook my head, and saw the other passengers staring at me. Yes? What? I'd like to ask but just stared at my phone and checked the time instead. It's almost  11:00 and I was finally in town. The rain stopped just when i got off  the jeepney. It was a refreshing feeling. The air was cool. I suddenly craved for coffee, but i could not find any coffee shops. I'm actually not familiar with my town. I don't know the streets, the landmarks, the buildings or cafeterias. I just decided to go home. After 25 minutes I arrived at our place. I walked for a while. My eyes were searching for nothing and everything. The atmosphere was so still. It was very quite. I walked a little more til i reached our house. I went straight to the balcony,  the most peaceful spot I know. I sat there and stayed the whole afternoon, thinking, listening to silence, feeding my sight with the same captivating view i used to see when i'm at home. 

I have wandered everywhere, thinking i could find someplace better...but i still ended up here...there's nowhere like this. I was right, home is the most peaceful place to be...and silence is the most beautiful sound.