appetite of the dreamers
i am channeling my loner and homebody self now that my internship has reached its end. and i dont know when will i ever see the insides of those humongous austere gray stone slabs which are of course the buildings or smell that familiar salty scent of the sea each time i go out of those automatic doors, as the future is still uncertain for me. maybe i have to try turning that place upside down if ever i will become its employee.
anyway, three of my co-interns are still completing the remains of their required hours there and they have called me many times yesterday and today, boosting my sense of self-worth and giving hope to my sometimes-hopeless capacity to make friends. probably, the most asked question of my co-interns and i during our stay at the bsp was where are we going to eat? ladies and gents, we took our more or less one hour (more or less because a monopoly game would oftentimes follow the meal and would always require a winner regardless of the time) lunch-outs seriously. eventually, out of the blue, this love for food hatched into a business concept among some of us, including me. and now we are planning to pursue this concept no matter what. we even created a facebook group to will ourselves to meet every once in a while and discuss about it. of course, we are planning to experiment, to eat, to consult, and to eat more. and we dream to visit thailand someday because we heard of its flavorful cuisine, accessible on the streets. but first we know we have got to start small, participate in bazaars if that’s what it takes. hopefully, it all clicks because i don’t want to break this feeling of being infinite welling inside me.
i am glad i took this opportunity.
