My First Time Home

In the darkness under the clouds, the light of a skyscraper rose to meet the brightly shining us. As the plane headed to Logan airport, my expectations were getting higher and higher; I became uneasy and became wrinkled at my seat. The huge Citgo logo, Prudential, Copley Plaza, Long Wharf, and Fenway Park are all lighted up. And my head is full of nostalgic memories, the drop time will be long. When we got off to the ground, shocks, hittings, shocks, snoring appeared in my mind. I think the butterfly is like a small circus in my stomach.

That summer! Eleven years ago, I still remember everything about it. My girlfriend and I decided to spend a vacation in Santo Domingo This is an important milestone for me, it is really the biggest, the first time in the past 20 years to go home. (Please blame it for my ruinous financials for some "offense" in clerical processing, please blame it for me.) This journey is to accomplish a lot of things. As Salman Rushdie dreamed of a so-called brilliant return, I will almost return to the island world that I was forgotten. When their families moved to New Jersey, they closed the loop. It will improve my Spanish. Like Tom Waits' s "Step Right Up" song, this journey will solve all problems.

This is December 2017. It is the first time for me to return home after spending one year abroad. I am looking forward to visiting my family and friends during my 28-day stay. And I'm very happy to have my own homemade Philippine cuisine that I longed for when I left. I missed Adolpo's tamarind soup, lemon juicy skin, and sweet pineapple.

That was the last time I went home for a long time. I got my master's degree and went abroad to get my doctor's degree. Actually, New York University. I remembered Maya for the first time in the year when I received acceptance notice. My professor is now my boyfriend, and I will get caught up in the pain of my first true relationship. Maya is part of my past and I am looking forward to it. When my daughter was born, she sent me a message on Facebook. I did not hesitate to answer and continue my daily life. A few months later, she called again to ask if we can talk. I said so, I have not truly follow-up. She reached out again twice and I ignored the two messages. Of course we were intimate, but we have not finished. I am busy with my life and my career and I am not really interested in talking about ordinary things that makes her life so important.