Dearest M, How is your recent life in Idaho? And why are you not texting me? Do you enjoy your trips on that other side of the world? So. In the next days of our lives, we shall spend in silence? Like minding ourselves be sucked in our respective worlds, watching our own interests in a nook called a mobile phone?

Umulan.Nagpalitako ngkobrekama.Humiga.Akala ko nap.Nakatulog na.Kagigising lang,pero inaantok pa.So heto, humimlaysa sleep inertia. Habang ang buhay,Tinatanong, binabanghay.

Henlo Jesson, Kumusta ka jan sa Norte? Random: alam mo bang may aklat ng mga tula na galing sa lalawigan mo? Ay kainaman nga! Kailangan ko lagi ng Diksyunaryong Pilipino para lang malaman ang kahulugan ng mga parirala at saknong. Na-realize ko lalong wala akong probinsya. Pinanganak sa Pasay, nag-aral sa Makati, nagta-trabaho sa Taguig, at kasalukuyang nakatira sa Pasig. Mga probinsyudad noong dekada nobenta na naging melting pot ng wika at mga memes at code-switches.

Book Review of All The Lonely People by Kannika Claudine Peña In one of our kotse chronicles, dok bb mentioned that he doesn't cry much because his tear ducts are tinier than any other person. Instead, whenever he feels like crying, it was his runny nose doing the deed. Whenever he feels deep sadness, he said, "kinokotse ko lang. huling hagulgol ko ay yung huling heartbreak ko eh." I guess at least with movement, he can find his release (without judging his runny nose and his huge mess of used tissue paper).

Book Review of What Light It Can Hold Edited by Gerald Burns and Jose Dalisay, Jr. What Light It Can Hold is a collection of Filipino writers with their stories released after the millenium bug hey-days. I admire the curation, it has representations across the regions and also the male, female and queer demographic (please correct me if I am wrong on this).

Hello, what is Meta Professional mode? I just intend to keep the followers and friends from the past to be updated with whatever's happening with me. Suddenly, tadah! There are offers for ads and "subscribe to Meta Verified". How is me, you wonder? Heto, pagod. In the wee hours of morn, I am eating my leftover ramen while trying my best to finish the books I am currently reading (for Pinoy Reads Pinoy Books and Nakita sa Booksale pero Hindi Binili).

C5 and Ilog Pasig at Rainy Afternoon Hinihintay humupa ang bulong ngmalakas na ulan nang biglangumugong ang kulogsa condo na walang katao-tao.Lahat sila'y nakalusong,bumibiyahe kasama angingay ng trapik, mga businangmay badya ng pag-aalala. Naghihintay akohanggang alas-kwatro,titiyempuhin na tumigilang alburoto. Sana ngayong hapon, makapasok ako.Kung hindi, wala. Work from Home. Poetics: I woke up and I saw the rain. Took a photo and drafted something to get the worry out of my system.

Nasanay na ako sa paghinmbing sagabing may minsanang busina ng mga trakat alingawngaw ng ambulansaat alert ng mga pulis,pero nagulat ako nang biglakang pumunta sa aking espasyopara hanapin ang isang bulalakaw. “Paano magkakaroon ng Lyrid shooting starssa siyudad kong polluted na ng mgailaw ng condo at billboard ang panganorin?"Maya-maya, bigla ka na lang lumuha.

Boat of aid to Gaza"Can Thunberg swim well?"With Jet2 holidays saving 50 pounds per personI have a partner I wanted to fcuk hardbut so out of reach, so far awayI see a wrinkle in my eyea permanent mark, to where I show my smile.With the Statue of Liberty in the background,I realized the ferry was free.

Ngayong gabi: kasama ng hanging dala ng halumigmig ng ulan, ng mga pipip sa kalsada at ng minsang ting-ting ng aking window chime, ninanamnam ang ligtas na kinatitirhan. Ngunit sa kabilang banda: kumakapit ako sa nabasang kwento ng isang batang estudyanteng nagsalaysay ng gulong nasa paligid niya. Kung saan ba sya papanig, kung sino ba ang paniniwalaan. Habang katabi ang mainit na kapeng arabica, nahihigop ako ng kanyang mga katanungan, at tila nadadagdagan ito sa bawat eksenang naaalala ko sa kalsada: ang mabagal na galaw ng PNR, ang trapik sa Kalentong at ang katabing ninakawan, at ang pagpasok sa kabila ng baha sa kanyang nilalakaran.

Nang una kitang makita sa Changidito sa kinikilalang layover of Asia,bumalik ang ating kabataansa sintang paaralan. Sa komyut, sumakay tayo ng MRT atpareho tayong tahimik.Bigla mong nabanggit,"Naalala mo pa ba ang adventure sa trolley?" Natawa ako at naisagot ang,"Hahaha! Onga, dun sa Pandacan!"Malayo na tayo sa riles ng PNR.Malayo na sa sigaw ng alsa at pakikibaka;

20 April 2023 Dearest K, Kumusta? After a long month of not communicating with you (in any way, btw), here I was, thinking of you while I was finishing up my DIY Project. I completed my accent wall today! Sure, there were naps and trashtalking and introspections in between, but painting seems to be therapeutic. It kept me grounded and present, always checking that the primer and the limewash paint will not harden; the continuous stirring and the conscious dipping of the brush makes it more of a task handed to be done.