I buy but I don’t read that much. One book took me more than a month or two, to be honest. But when I am reading, my heart is all in it -especially when I don’t understand the words, I need to look up for the meaning and its synonyms.

I also tend to find the likeness between me (mostly my situation) and the lead character of the book that I am reading. If I see one, it becomes my bible…I see the need to contemplate, and I end crying.

At times, while reading, I am likely to put down the author. Not that I feel like a writer and a good one, but I am just like that, and I end closing the pages.

Recently, I just finished reading Eat, Pray and Love, to which I know, few readers of this blog can recall that I post it a few times in my previous blog post.

That’s where I learn the Italian word Attraversiamo, which means “let us cross over”, or if you don’t want to walk on the same path again, let’s go to the other lane…Or street and move on. It’s all about moving on and I like the way I comprehend it.

I love the book, and I surely want to read it again (just let me finish my review for my driver’s license exam.)

Since I made some post about it, Elizabeth Gilbert and the title of her book became two of my decent keyword referrals and by following the path link earlier, I have stumbled this site, the best couple of the year award, and I was so surprised for it answers my question after reading the last page.

The Love part of the story Elizabeth Gilbert met this older Brazilian man in Indonesia, both divorced and they fell in love to each other. It’s Liz Gilbert memoir of her struggle on divorced, new unstable relationship and finding GOD but still want to enjoy the “worldly” world …Please read the book so you will understand me with the word “worldly.” After reading the book, my mind was set to not believing what she wrote in the book, of course she is a writer and she is a very good writer. You might never know if some of those written are true or not. It leaves me a question if “Felipe” was true and if he is true, what happen next?

The Kindred Spirits
Elizabeth Gilbert & Felipe
Why Them? Because the author of Eat, Pray, Love captivated us with her storybook romance, but there’s a real-life happy ending, too.

It’s rare to read a love story that really hits you in the gut, leaving you breathless and wanting more. It’s even more rare when, long after you’ve reluctantly closed the book, you’re given an unexpected, thrilling epilogue. That’s just what happened this year with Elizabeth Gilbert and her best-selling memoir Eat, Pray, Love, about her post-divorce travels around the world to find herself. In the book, Gilbert falls for an older Brazilian man—identified only as “Felipe.” The story ends there, but their love lives on. This past spring, Gilbert married “Felipe”—and millions of fans sighed a collective “Awww…” Her next literary project? “A memoir called Weddings and Evictions about my unexpected journey into second marriage,” said Gilbert.

Joint Adventure: Devoted globetrotters, Gilbert and “Felipe” own a store that sells all the beautiful objects they’ve collected from their travels. “We named our business ‘Two Buttons’ because a priest in Laos told us that we had so much love for life that we needed nothing more than two buttons in our pockets to get by in the world,” reads their website, twobuttons.com. “Actually, sometimes we have gotten by on only one button.”

If you have read the book and you like it, I wish you go to the site and vote for them. Cast your vote and make them the Couple of the Year.

I was not paid to do this, I just feel like I was with Liz Gilbert through all her sufferings before, and during the divorce process. I ate with her in some places in Italy and even went with her to watched the Italian’s favorite game. I believe that I was also finding spiritual healing when she was in Ashram in India, and I swear I read the book with a slight interruption when she was adoring the gifted but sometimes forgetful old Ketut Liyer the medicine man, emailing friends all over the world just to help Wayan and her kid Tutti to have their own home and fell in love with the older Brazilian guy named Felipe – and now became her husband.

I just love the book that I want to send it to Ate Liza (my online nanay(mom)). I better give her a new one though.

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I sometimes think that striding the same path over again just adding an extra baggage to my solitude. But I cannot avoid walking down this alley. There are three possible way to get to downtown, I usually use the two, and the last street is going to be a long and tedious pace. That is going to be a horrible walk for me, so I slip out that street to my choices.

Along the County Road 89 (am still stunned with the street names I see, I have never seen a street name like that in Manila), the dreary atmosphere was replaced with eagerness to glance through every shop, I passed by.

Leafing through the pages of Pro-Photoshop Magazine – I, once again, inside the Shoppers Drug Mart browsing through some books and magazines – my eyes settled on the Nikon Workshop which will be held in Egypt. A cost of US$3,500 to experience different kind of Nikon DSLR and the beauty of Egypt in one whole week trip had made me to slip in daydreaming.

I was overwhelmed with the idea; of course I cannot sign up myself to that trip. The reason that I am not a professional photographer didn’t thwart me on dreaming that Egypt Photography Workshop, it is the cost that rouse me.

I left the drug mart and went back down the road, hope to have glimpses of what is new, or what I missed when I walked passed through this earlier.

I saw an Orthodontics clinic which I am very gladly to visit one of these days, the gym that would definitely going to be my hang-out on weekends and…. and the travel agency. What`s with the travel agency?

They are displaying these wonderful pictures taken in Italy and a question “DO YOU WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE LIKE THIS BY YOUR OWN SELF” was written in bold black cut-outs shouting at me.

I have read about Italy in my current reading Eat, Pray and Love. I read about Rome, Sicily, Sardinia, the heart of Venice, Lucca. I read names like Giovanni, Luca and Giovanni and Luca. I have learned the word Attraversiamo, which means “let’s cross over”. This means I need to cross over the street and forget about traveling and taking pictures weather in Egypt or in Italy.

I cross the street but the idea of traveling was still enticing. Why not? Maybe soon I need to contact Italy Vacation Rentals and or London Vacation Rentals (I remember how I envy my friend who had a trip to UK) or Paris Vacation Rentals.

So this is what my walk had given me, a daydream.

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My life revolves to work, internet, sometimes books. Work. Internet. Sometimes books. Work. Internet. Work…work…work…internet…internet…internet. All work. All internets. And no holiday. I find it boring, if you may ask.

Because I don’t want to see myself when I look in the mirror like those I’ve seen in my recent film that I have watched, it’s THE HILLS HAVE EYES, the “bad guys” as the little girl called them were mutants. All were victims of nuclear testing in one part of the United States. No, of course I am happy to say that I don’t look warped, at least not yet. I realized that I’m getting closer to that though, so I resolved in making some of my days-off more active.

Maybe I’ll make my reading time longer. And maybe I’ll chuck myself in the nearest gym. Or buying myself a bicycle. I tried biking from here (my uncle’s place) to downtown and saw myself raced with the vehicles driving down the road, only I have to wheel myself in the sidewalk, but still, it was sooo damned good.

It reminds me of me cycling to the park every day until I remember, the park turned to a slaughter house, when I was a kid. It was a wonderful experience, and I missed that.

Or maybe I’ll get myself to the nearest bar, and watch live bands performs, and nod my head to the music. Just a nod, I don’t want to start dancing, because I know if I started, I can’t stop.

But before I can do that, I need to have a car to get there. Except that I can’t have a car. Not right now. Hmmm, I guess I’ll find myself a boyfriend instead, a boyfriend that owns a car. Much better.

The first paragraph of this post came from my reading Eat, Pray and Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. When she read that line in the poem book that she was holding in the garden that she finds totally amazing, her heart was like has obtained an inner peace.

I, when I read that in her book, it was like “Oh I want to copy that!” I can’t connect it. I just want to copy that. That’s all.

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