I’m in love with idea of a provincial life, but with Bohol Beach Club Resort vibes. The kind where you wake up in a nice little wooden house overlooking a stretch of green rice fields and azure blue skies. Sunshine on your face. Coconut trees dancing in your eyes. Perpetual summer breeze.

I don’t know why but I fell in love with this part of Sagbayan, Bohol. Must be the greenery and the farm animals grazing lazily upon the land. Typical of these AI videos I watch on Facebook with traditional Filipino nipa houses in quiet provincial sceneries, peaceful in the late afternoon sun. Of course, to appeal to the Bisaya in me, the instrumental version of Paul Mauriat’s Merci Cherie plays in the background as I am taken back to my own quiet afternoons growing up in the Philippines listening to the AM radio drama, Kini Ang Akong Suliran.

I love those AI-generated shit. Sometimes when I’m tired from work, I would lie on the couch and linger on watching those videos and it’s like I’m there. Literally. Because I know exactly what those afternoons feel like. I know the coolness of the damp earth on bare feet. I know what the silence feels like on my skin.

Just as I also know the restlessness that the boredom drives you if that’s all you do day in and day out. I mean, I’m all for peace and quiet but no way I’m signing up for a convent lifestyle. Fck that.

So in my imaginary future resort-style hut, I’m gonna need internet, definitely. And all my art and journaling stuff and my clothes. Hopefully I can cram all my worldly possessions in a tiny space without having to downsize because then that would suck and I’d be miserable in paradise.

I showed these pictures to Jeff last night and described to him the house I want that I was telling you about. He was like, “I don’t think you can live there.”

My sisters probably share the same sentiment in secret because they all know me and they know I can be a bit, um… high maintenance, for lack of a better word.

But I’m not. I just like the nice, comfortable, and pretty things in life. Served to me, preferably. 😝