On my way home from Manila, i sat next to a woman inside the bus. She’s with her son(2 years old i guess) and she’s carrying heavy bags.
Out of the blue, we started chatting and she kinda told me the story of her life… being a psychology student, i don’t really mind listening to other people’s rants and actually i sort of related and understood what she meant. And so it went.
Before departing ways, she gave me a bottle of homemade bagoong (from Davao or Bicol i think?).
Hell yeah i love meeting new people.