Spontaneous roadtrip to Lucban Quezon for pancit and poetry

Filament, filament, filament...and we sighed. How he is able to capture human condition with imagery and grace is something we enjoy and strive for. We spent the rest of the afternoon lying on the grass and reading 19th century poetry - which still speaks to our contemporary experience. There was wind, fluffy clouds overhead, trees protecting us from the sun, and a view of the lake. How romantical, in the words of Anne Shirley Cuthbert. … Continue reading Spontaneous roadtrip to Lucban Quezon for pancit and poetry

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a letter to my person

I miss you. Or as the French say it, you are missing from me. You have been the most constant person in my life, I don't remember a part of it where you are not present. You're always there, sharing the clothes, bedroom, mattress. The person I can have spontaneous conversations with anytime, anywhere. The … Continue reading a letter to my person

Why I Left My Comfort Zone For The Desert

My pink and white suitcase sits quietly in a corner under the stairs, a looming reminder of the things to come. I'm leaving next week. If all go as planned, I'll probably build a life there, not permanently, but it all depends on His Majesty. What's for sure is I'll be away for months. I … Continue reading Why I Left My Comfort Zone For The Desert