Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Computer Shop

Instead of giving myself a rest, I choose to burn the rest of my day inside a computer shop trying to finish a story that has been itching at the surface of my dreams. There is this gay right in front of my computer unit singing gibberish in an apocalyptic falsetto that would make my head burst in three more minutes.

A unit away from my unit at the left side is a guy video-chatting with his girlfriend elsewhere in the world. All around me are noisy puberty boys trash-talking each other over DOTA. I could be inside my boarding house, safely typing stuff on my laptop. I could have done this at the office. But strangely, my solace is right here, inside this computer shop just along the yellow Dominga street somewhere Malate, Manila.

I owe the discovery of the concept of solace at a computer shop in DasmariƱas, Cavite. There, I finished a story that was meant for some folio. On that specific computer shop, I discovered that each computer unit is a chance to extend the borders of the mind in a very controllable universe.

Each cubicle, equipped with a single monitor, keyboard, mouse, camera, headset, necessary softwares and internet connection, is a chance of a human being to control a universe and explore like a curious god in a middle class midnight in the middle of cold cussing teenage strangers.

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