A friend of mine visited me at home to see how am I doing. The first thing he said was Bati man ni imo lugar uy (I don't like your place).
I was dumbfounded. My ego touched.
So I asked him why my place is not good for him. He told me it was away from the road, so silent, and so many trees.
I wonder what the hell he was talking about. In this crazy world where everything is so fast moving and fast changing, almost everyone wanted peace and joy in some silent world we can call our own, away from the hustle and bustle of modernity.
Where you from again?
Siquijor, he told me.