When I started my "Final Countdown" series of posts I envisioned writing a post every day for the last 25 days of our time here in the Philippines. My last post was day 24, and as I'm writing this we are at day 7. So much for that plan...
I've found myself not being able to write about this place anymore. Not that there aren't things to write about, but I just don't feel the need to do it anymore.
Perhaps it's because I know this is the last chapter of my journey here in the Philippines and I'm not sure how I want it to end, or if I want it to end at all.
I've found myself slowing down, dragging it out, not sure I want it to be over just yet.
I no longer read in the car.
I used to read from the time I got in the car, until the time I got out in order to pass the time. Now, I find myself staring out the window... taking notice of every palm tree, every jeepney, every store front, burning these images into my brain so I can keep them with me.
Keep them with me and never forget.