Without Flushing...
Almost everyday, as I rally to go on my daily duty, I wonder how people use their sense of responsibility or let say basic responsibility on our surroundings. It was an uncomfortable feeling. It is along Ayala Avenue . There's a group of people talking and enjoying the smoke of their cigarettes. Suddenly, I noticed a woman who gently placed her trash on her side. I thought she was going after the bin after her stick of cigarette was done but it was almost motionless and undisturbed where she only flicked the cigarette butt on her side -- observing and trying to absorb every small movement from her. If there's anyone observing me too, to that person I certainly looked silly. I always come out feeling depressed, frustrated, exhausted, depleted or angry when I see those kind of people. They’re everywhere. I couldn't take my eyes off them as I watch them make their way inside the building. In that moment, it is not only the pollutions they bring—no problem with the tox...