While having lunch, I happened to notice a flock of birds pecking at a half eaten hot dog sandwich left behind on another table.
Well, at least the leftovers didn’t go to waste (so to speak).
In hindsight though, it’s sad to think that even in an impoverished country like the Philippines, people can be so wasteful.
I visited a stranger's grave.
A Lover's Quarrel with Writing
Motion. Emotion. Slow motion. Hide my intentions. Show my imperfections. Everyday I'm just trying to get myself into motion.
2pm on a weekday. I'm over this. No more complaining. I'll use that energy to plan my escape.
Stories I Couldn't Tell Her - Part 1 of Countless
When I think of being content, this is what I picture.
Memory space
On this cold, clear January night, some trick of the atmosphere makes the distant city lights twinkle like stars.
#1: Learn to receive love.