Hear Me Out

3: Tap

Today, I woke up with a strong belief that I don't need anyone to make me happy. The lingering desire of having a significant other suddenly just vanished. I'm still puzzled why in a short moment of time, my longing for the future — of having a wife that I can share my life with, is gone. There were so many times that it excites me just by thinking about waking up with someone, cooking breakfast for my wife and kids, and having to just ride a plane with that someone, just vanished.

As I was about to finish making the dough for the pizza, my co-worker asked, "what are you staring at?"

I snapped back to reality and said, "I was just thinking about something."

"Must be really deep," he commented.

"Not really. Just a realization."

"Of what?"

"That you don't really need anyone in your life. I'm becoming a strong independent woman," I laughed.

"So that's the reason you haven't noticed me," he joked.

"Eh, I don't really notice anyone, except Gal Gadot," I reasoned as I left to go wash my hand.

I stopped by McDonalds on the way home to buy an Iced Coffee. This is the only cheap thing that gives me life in all honesty. Although its bad for my stomach, I couldn't really help it. And its only a dollar, who would pass that deal.

I took out my bus card and couldn't help but to notice a girl who was rampaging through her bag as the bus comes to a stop. The bus stopped and she looked at me, offered me to go first as she stepped backed a bit and smiled at me. I smiled back and tapped my card. She step foot inside but was still busy looking through her stuff.

I walked back where the driver was and told him, "I'll tap for her."

The driver pointed another machine where I had to tap my card. He gave me the transfer ticket and the girl was so frustrated that she still had no clue of what was happening.

I took her attention by blocking her sight using the transfer ticket and she looked at me with a confusion on her face.

"I tapped for you already. Here's you transfer ticket," I handed it to her and smiled.

"Thank you," she said and did a thing with her hand. It was very basic and I knew it was a sign language. It immediately made me think of Mich. They have the same mannerism. I sat at the back of the bus and she took a spot not that far from me.

Unconsciously, I was watching her the whole time. I was comfortable enough to know that she wouldn't stare back at me because it would be awkward for her. She would have to literally look back and that's too obvious.

I took too my phone out so the time would pass by faster. I was too busy looking for a good song to notice when someone suddenly tapped my shoulder. The bus stopped and she immediately hurried to the door. I looked at her. She used the sign — the sign that Mich and I always do when we say our bye or see yous. Suddenly, I noticed a sticky note on my shoulder.

"Thank you again. I owe you. Please message me so I can pay you back," she wrote with her number on it. I opened my group message with Ella, Leona and Taylor, took a picture of it and folded the paper twice and put it inside my pocket.

"What's that?" Taylor immediately asked.

"Idk. It just felt good to help someone 🤘🏼" I replied.

Leona joked, "God has given you a message. If you have the number, message it."

Ella joined, "Its your future partner. You've been waiting for her/him for almost two years."

"Nope. I promised to focus on myself first and I've never felt this good about myself."

Leona said, "More food for the friends then 👌🏼"

"Thanks for the support."

I was feeling positive the whole night because of that incident. Its as if I was being a good kid who was counting her good deed so Santa could say that she's been a nice girl. I might have overshared it with my friends but it just makes me happy and satisfied.