I live in a world around people who live incredibly simple lives. People who could settle with having dried fish, rice, and perhaps adobo and sinigang (Filipino dishes) for their meals. People who live in non-extravagant homes, and refuse to live with any form of luxury (kaartehan). Sometimes I walk out and see them working hard at the junkyard just near our house, or at the computer shop next door playing computer games, or mostly playing basketball, shirtless out in the rain. I see this old man each morning sitting in front of his house just up the neighborhood. I see mothers taking care of their children, buying ice from us often times.
I wonder what it would be like, to live completely simple like that, where money’s barely enough yet the people find ways for hope and fun.