Coming from work, I was walking with a security guard whom I knew but could not recall the name. We rode in a commuter jeep and we were the only passengers. When we reached our destination, the guard went ahead to alight first from the jeep. I followed the guard and while I was stepping on the steps of the jeep I saw a five-peso bill tucked in the rear end of the roof.

I knew that our jitney fare has been paid for and even though I saw that the driver was looking at me, I took the money because I felt someone telling me that the money is mine.

After alighting from the jeep, the guard and I continued to walk. The guard then inquired from someone where the nearest jitney station to San Juan City was. I then answered the guard where it was as it was not far from where we were.

We started to head for the jitney station and I took out a gum to chew. I knew quite well that the jitney we were going to was going to bring us back to where I was working but I just didn’t seem to care.

I then told the guard whose name I now know as Syd that I will just be getting my Expedition van which was not far from us which we will just use instead.

At that point, I felt that I was chewing something hard in the gum so I spit it out. To my astonishment, I saw that I chewed on a big cockroach egg and saw the gross appearance of what was inside the egg. The taste of it was lingering in my mouth so I tried to take out from my mouth the remaining gum that was stuck.

While all of this was happening, I saw that the guard was grimacing in pain over what I think was his appendix. I could not help him as I was too occupied removing the remaining gum in my mouth. I was not yet done removing the gum in my mouth when I saw that a cockroach was crawling on my hand. I assumed that it came from my mouth as I quickly shook it off from my hand.

I was truly glad because my wife Mellie, my kids Karl and Jan and I will be going for a Scuba dive once again. We were able to dive and while trying to relax and talk to each other, Karl in his diving outfit and gear told us that he would be going to the PAG-IBIG office.

My wife Mellie and I were inside a room chatting. From out of nowhere appeared the laundrywoman of Mellie’s mom Adelfa, of 25 years. She was smiling at us as she brought us a whole watermelon served on a platter. I was a bit shocked because I knew that she has passed away and I was wondering what she was doing in the room with us.