Four Dollar Massages and a Ring
For the longest time I’ve felt this pain on my back. I always wanted to get that nice back rub or back massage to ease those little pains from my neck down to my buttocks. It’s all becuase of work. Of office work. Damn it. Someone said, during our lifetime we are only given a spark of lunacy, and that we should sieze that moment. Here I am, rubbing my hard-ass attitude against a harder-assed world, alas, no spark.
Two weeks ago I went home. It was a little taste of what I have always been thinking about the last year. Smell the acrid Manila air and feel the warm salt water splash on my bare feet, My Girlfriends warm hug and sweet kisses.
The trip had it’s highlights and downtimes. Mads and I comfort ourselves with the knowledge that we are now actually spending time together, finally. We just told each other that even though we had times where we cried and felt fraustrated that we are already actually hugging each other and touching each others face.
Before my first night ended when I went back home I proposed to her. I knelt in front of her and openned the black satin box. She gasped in surprise and just hugged me tight. She cried, then I cried. We kept crying for another minute or two. Then I asked her, "will you marry me?". She said "yes" of course. The hard part of it all is that the whole time up to when I proposed I have always dreamed of it. Proposing.
We went to the beach, and with the company of good friends we, well, had fun. We took pictures, and played in the water. We had drinks and good food. We had fun. Most of us had a chance at a four dollar, full body massage with coconut oil. Four dollars! The pain from the top of my neck down to my buttocks are gone. Four Dollars…
Now I’m back here. Now my Fiance and myself are back to being an ocean apart from each other. This time she’s has a ring on her finger. This time we have an idea how it feels to actually have hugged each other, kisssed each other and touched each others faces.
During that vacation the longing was gone. The pain was forgotten. During those few days it was as if we were invincible. But reality was innevitable. The ocean was mightier than us for now. For now… At the end of the day I guess the pain from the back of the neck down to my buttocks are bearable, are worth it. I guess the sacrifice will justify the good feeling that will be at the end of this whole debocle.
I cant wait. I cant wait for next time. I cant wait for my next "uwi". I will not mind the pain, the wait, it’s all gonna be worth it. There might not be another engagement, another ring, but four dollar massages are going to be welcomed.
