THE VANISHING

It just disappeared. 

Not into French egg-shaped capsules but somewhere between Bangkok and Manila.

Perhaps the X Files slipped through Jakarta unaware that the multistakeholder consultation has been delegated in lieu of a 22nd birthday dinner in Bakal 2.    

In the ensuing confusion, the midyear assessment was condensed into a report replete with delusional images of abbreviated Monday meetings to ensure a nexus of not leaving anyone behind in catching up on social protection from a burning stack of emails that escalated preparations for the regional convening in Kuala Lumpur as agreed in a huddle on what to do with a footprint report about a security survey for the reinstallation of a vanished work profile.

Credit card and insurance payments were spammed and paid with reheated menudo, pansit Malabon, chicharon, and monthly phone bills.

Hogwarts was locked down amidst the market raids, cash machine dispensations, two sessions with the vulcanizer, and a haicut.        

But the X Files is vanished and has to be recreated from two buried coins.

So were the demarcation lines and a part time chauffeur until the prospective garage is retrofitted with 87 years of a complete Jollibee meal in Baloc...