I feel I need to reach out. I haven't written in a while though, so this will come out in random bursts.
I space out a lot these days and feel sleepy even when I shouldn't be. One forgets how to socialize after being on field for a while. The seas and the mountains are more tame than the city.
Even when one misses their pine trees, the Universe will compensate somehow. I think of agoho trees growing on a cliff, all bending where the winds blow them.
Roger Federer. The French Open finals. (...hargh)
Been hanging out in Marvel 1602 (Thanks Fifi!) It makes for good dreams.
Regina Spektor makes a recent appearance in my life. Listen to the "The Call" on the Prince Caspian soundtrack. I realized how much I missed her and revisited Begin to Hope this morning (Come in to my world, I've got to show...show...show you...bum bum bum).
Skadoosh. Pandas kick kung fu ass.
My armpits are bleeding. And with this visual thought, I leave you.
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finally some sense is back in the blogosphere... =)
good lord. someone is still reading my blog. bless you paolo :D kumusta? hindi nako marunong gumamit ng internet.
i'm fine. about your internet, people say surfing is just riding the wave. ;)
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