I found myself seated in a bus bound for Manila at about noontime. Earlier today, I was trying to design an activity for my afternoon classes. I would never have thought that I’d find myself in Quezon City a few hours later.
It’s great to break out of the plans you’ve set for the day. It’s a break in the week’s routine. Just when you thought you know what to expect for the rest of the week, something changes. Spur-of-the-moment, so that’s what it meant.