19 Dec 2017 [Untitled] If you get a chance to go back to the 90s and decide to visit me—assuming that you think it's a good idea—you will likely not find me in our address. I will be in the backyard of my godmother’s house, which was next to ours, playing alone under a tall … Continue reading Stale
2016 was a year of wandering. No, it’s not because I am directionless. That can be argued but that’s not where I’m getting at with this. It was a year of stepping out of my comfort zone (read: house and office), heeding the call of adventure at last, and checking out what’s out there. It … Continue reading 2018 is Going to be a Ride
Unbeknownst to a lot of people, I have a blind grandmother who is an Ivatan. Yes, the folks from the North whose origin is still not certain. She just turned 90 last week and she's starting to lose her memory of things. While that's understandable because of her age, that's quite sad knowing that she … Continue reading Grandma
I got a copy of The Flip Reader a few weeks ago. It was on sale. More than 70% off. I was fortunate. The country? Not so much. A markdown of 70% percent can only mean one thing—no one’s buying it. Sad. Being a collection of the greatest hits from the Flip magazine, there’s really … Continue reading Try Again
In the last 40 days I lost two uncles to cancer. Four family members in the last three years. One could have turned 67 today. We had the interment of the other instead. I don’t want to reduce them to a number. I have seen how the sickness have reduced them to a fraction of … Continue reading Black
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You walk out of the building with your book open in front of your face. The last thing you want to be is pretentious but you're just a handful of pages from the ending and reading while walking is one of your very well developed antisocial skills. Yes it's a skill; you can even write … Continue reading