The City Hates Me

In a non-personal, bureaucratic way, of course.

I left work early yesterday to pick up my girlfriend, who wasn't feeling well, in Ortigas in Pasig City.  Left the port area in Manila just before 4 p.m. and got to her office past 6-- more than two hours on the road on a trip that usually takes me an hour and 30 minutes max.

I suppose the rain was to blame, with the city streets building up with traffic everytime a little water falls from sky.  Still, I noticed that it was only on the streets I was driving on that had the traffic jams.  More or less, the other streets seemed clear. 

Grrr.  Now you know where I'm funneling my feelings of paranoia and helplessness of living in the city.

Wala lang.