The day after the typhoon and the lessons I needed to learn!

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The day after the typhoon and the lessons I needed to learn!
The dreaded day came, and the night was over. But the ramification is starting to beg for attention.

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​I woke up at around 7 in the morning thirsty with pain all over my body. I pause for a while, check my phone, and look for my cats. The house was in chaos, stuff are everywhere, no power, but I still not hear any meowing from their favorite corner. I checked the back area and debris was all over the place. It turned into an alfresco dining area in an instant with all sides stripped off of their walls. 

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I decided to roam around my neighborhood and as everyone expected, the village was like in carnage. Downed trees, tin roofs everwhere, ceiling collapsed, tangled utility wirings, and stuff doomsday movies are made of. And I am not even exxagerating. 

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As I walk further outside, the situation was even more devastating. Across the street from the village entrance, I noticed a man probably in his 50's picking up pieces of materials he can salvage for his house. He was down on his knees sweating while he pile up some sticks and looking toward his house that was completely damage and bow his head for a few seconds. He was one of the many people that day that tries to rise from the debris of a catasthropic storm. I cleared my throat and held back my tears hoping for a better days ahead.

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I walk back home bringing myself a lesson and a new sense of priority. Reminding me of life uncertainties and precariousness. That everything can happen and snatch out from you in an instant. That life as we know it, was not created to everyone equal. Some people may have a hard time recovering. Some may not recover at all. Life is unfair and will never be. And that by being kind and giving we may make life fairer to everyone. 

The morning sun rises as I continue walking and then a black cat emerges as I approach the door. He was waiting for me the whole time.
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