Soliloquy

                 The ASEAN Summit the country hosted is finally over and it is time for the postscripts and assessments on both the physical staging and the results that came out of this semi-annual meeting of heads of states in the region.  Those who had a part in the planning and implementation of physical arrangements, capitalizing on some polite praises from foreigners, have preempted all others to proclaim that the Summit here was an unprecedented success.  The usual political experts routinely sought to consume the time of TV talk shows will again exert efforts to give prolonged discourses to embellish and convey their takes on the results of the summit.  That's all part of the show and although I do not belong to any of those groups, I also have my own footnotes.                 Like most Metro-Manilans, with the exception of those who decided to get away and hied to the provinces, I confined myself during the summit period within a radius of not more than five kilome

          To a retiree like me, with nowhere to go out to in the morning, breakfast is a pleasant ceremony of waking up to the physical world, provided there is no Duterte aggravation in the news.  From my chair at the table, through the parted curtains the promise of a sunny day is clear in the cascade of morning light spilling all over the garden lawn and somehow that wholesome feeling embraces you like the warmth of coffee spreading all over inside.  And intrusively, from somewhere you do not wish to define at the moment, comes a reminder to be thankful because you realize that despite the aches and discomforts of ageing, you are among the fortunate who may spend the afternoon of life without much of the burdens and pains that you see weighing down others around you.                                                                         oooOOooo              Thoughts and feelings compete in a slow unruly race for priority in your order of business for the day which, to all