the littlest things take me back–
a swig of lukewarm coke, a whiff of muggy air, the rumbling of an engine, and for the next fraction of a second i feel like i am in the philippines.
when i snap back to here and now, i am awash in longing and nostalgia for everything and everyone we have left behind.
it has been so long and it seems so far away.
* one who goes home. a name also given to the box that filipinos pack — with sundries, food products and gifts — and bring on trips back to the philippines.