The lady doth protest too much

Mood: Don't. Do. Don't. Do. Don't. Do. Don't. Do. *half ass does it*

Timetravel (at Vigan, Ilocos Sur)

7 AM

Saturday (some of it)

Enjoy that eerie type of bliss. • Sea's Kitchen, Pagudpud July 2017 (at Pagudpud)

This was the day I had three fat longganisas for breakfast which I regretted later on and tried to walk off. So this is that walk.

21 July 2016. Breathing clouds out from your mouth like the Earth's sky is inside you— The sky is inside you. I have seen it. And at night when you're asleep I watch it, and I have seen darkness. The darkness does not seem too friendly, but right there exactly I see stars; I see the pretty moon sometimes, too, at that space where your eyes should be, only on good nights. But the stars, they are always there. Everywhere. Some of them a thousand light years away and dead, sure, but when I look inside the whole of you I can see where they have left off: tiny dots of hot white light flickering at me like millions of precariously fastened LED lights teaming up to blind me. I am blinded, and right then I can see you very clearly.

It's all fun and games until you get to the middle (and kind of lose your orientation)

Win-win (adj.) You get your five more minutes, I get to save this memory.

11 February 2015 — Making smoke rings in her windless room, I get hyped up on nicotine. Sure I'm sitting still, but I can't think straight. God I can't think straight. And now I think I can't sit still, too. But suddenly everything falls in the right place, in the right light, at the right time.

I like the sunlight most in January, when it's not too hot, but the air makes you sleepy and it still smells of December. And the light falls differently on the earth, like sugar dust on a brownie. ☀️

This batil patong is, and forever will be, my spirit animal.

I don't believe in burning bridges. We can maybe set up as many road blocks as we want, forget, and live on. But the universe will always make the connection obvious to us somehow: we'll see it little by little in our mundane routines, or in the big, real-life, principle-y, personal things, no matter how far we've pushed that bridge towards the back of our silly, silly mind.

Win-win (n.) You get your five more minutes, I get to save this memory.

Zombies were here. Or WERE they... #apocalypsesurvivor #zombierun2015