But I live in a small apartment. I promised myself I will not subject a dog to such conditions where he will be confined and constricted. I have always had dogs but stopped having pets when I moved to Manila because of space issues. That means I need to move to a place with a yard and near open spaces.

Therefore, I need to move. Oh dear, I hate moving. Packing and unpacking. The logistics of it all.

The more I spend my time here in this apartment, the more I am convinced that I should move now to the province.

This restlessness has been drowning me. It has been gnawing at the edge of my reason, my rational self.

Ok, one step at a time…