Journal and Commentary

Had a weird dream last night that featured my late mother, who passed away four years ago. The setting: at our front yard in our Nueva Ecija home. It was a breezy morning and it felt like I just woke up. And it was raining. Just light rain. I was standing outside by the terrace, admiring the pelting the trees and plants in our yard were getting from the raindrops. I noticed my father’s car wasn’t parked, and I turned to my mother, who just gave the dogs some food, and asked:
“Where’s Daddy?”
Mother gave me an incredulous look, surprised that I didn’t know where my father went.
“He went to Manila at the crack of dawn. He’s going to have his passport renewed. Didn’t he tell you he’s going to Singapore next week to talk to a client?”
“Oh, I didn’t know,” I replied with a hint of a smile on my face, as the thought of joining him on the trip played on my mind. I want to visit Singapore again, I contemplated to myself. Then the words “next week” rang aloud in my head.
“But, Mom, did you say next week? The passport renewal’s not going to make it on time!”
“Oh, yes it will! Be positive,” my always optimistic mother snapped back, appearing annoyed with what I just said. Then a more important detail hit me.
“But, Mom, today’s a Sunday! There’s no one there at the DFA!”
Mother walked closer to me. And in a lowered voice, she explained, “your father had talked to a fixer within the department. He says the insider’s going to help speed up the renewal process so he can get his passport a full two days before his actual flight. He’s meeting with that guy today.”
Wow. I know I have so much stuff crammed inside my head nowadays. But I can’t believe that even my dreams involving my dead mother are peppered with government corruption!
This article originally appeared here at williegalang.com at this specific URL:
http://williegalang.com/2010/07/28/weird.dream
My name is Willie Galang and I’m based in Manila. I comment on current events and popular culture plus share some personal stories as well.