How many years you think we still have to live, I wanted to ask you just now. But this isn’t the sort of thing you ask someone at three in the morning, while you both are quite a distance away; it isn’t something I can Viber or call in long distance – it’s a conversation […]Read more "Disillusionment"
As I was reading something somewheres, I made a mental note of a phrase that’s been sitting inside my head for quite sometime now: the six spokes of bliss. It’s from a book I’ve yet to read but in a synopsis it outlines the areas in our lives that ‘ought’ to be satisfied so that […]Read more "Don’t Fix Me"
That’s how you came back, like a Tori album I’m hearing for the first time: hauntingly familiar, something I wanted to play over and over, fast forwarded every moment or so, for I wanted to savor you but also right away consume you, own you; until again I knew you outwards, backwards, molded unto me […]Read more "Felt Like A Tori"
I know, I know, I’ve gone significantly incognito—well, from this space anyway. It’s been months since I’ve had this exercise and while I’ve been meaning to sit down and write something, err, life’s been busier lately. And thank goodness too, because otherwise I’d still be munching on my fingernails, wondering what the hell I’m doing […]Read more "Friendzone"
I tried both routes in showing you, love: For when the days had the sunnies, I sought to give you bright and colored rosies; they soaked in our warm sun and so impossibly dazzling that all we could do was shield our eyes from its sight, that even with eyes closed it burned through—fiery, powerful, […]Read more "For These Aren’t The Words"
There’s always a different way to grasp an idea. Depending on how contradictory you’re allowing your mindset to be at this moment, perhaps you’ll dismiss my argument shallow, based on emotions that are imagined, and somehow influenced by the size of tonight’s moon. Is it really hard to understand where I’m coming from? Let me […]Read more "Flipsides"
It’s a night that calls for random writing. Thoughts haphazardly punched thru my qwerty keyboard—unsure where they’ll end—but always bright with hope that it would help shake off this funk. And not a great way to start my working week, I s’pose. I’ve termed it the ‘start’ because it’s been so many weeks, months, that […]Read more "(In a) Funk"
If there’s one person who’s been a constant in my life, then in a mix of emotions, I’d say Mama would be it. As with every nanay in the world, she was the one who reminded me not to slouch as I was growing up; she was the one who’s stung the eyes when she […]Read more "(This) F is for Flora Lou, At Sweet 60"
My yearly horoscope—firm believer that I am—has stated it so succinctly: ‘Get ready to dig deeply in 2013, Leo. You’re going into a phase of complete and total metamorphosis…If you have ever doubted your strength, after 2013 you’ll never question your resourcefulness again.’ The promise was ripe in its sweetness, exciting in prospect; I have […]Read more "4 Lessons For The Year (And My Ongoing Attempts At Learning Them)"
It’s the last day of Feb, a rather short month—for the most part robbed of two days and, as I see it, cheated more by January, March, May, and so forth. Already unique as it is, I learned from Wikipedia that Feb is the only month to end with the same weekday it begins with […]Read more "Feb’s Hearts"