Monday, September 19, 2016

The Mall Nearby

It is Monday. We've been living here in Tunasan for almost three years now. Nearby stands a small department store, SM Tunasan, a friendly space that always welcomes everyone who suddenly needs to buy something or just wants to relish the cool air-conditioned ambiance in the middle of a hot day. Whatever the reason, the structure stands like an oasis in the middle of this city.
This is SM Tunasan.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Nursing a Demon

We all have a demon residing in our heads. Some people just deal with theirs better than others, so their demons are much more silent, almost non-existent. But all of us have it. And mine is becoming more and more active recently.
I hope my demons are prettier than this.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Skipping Work

I skipped work last night. I've been doing it for the past few months with varying invented excuses that seem to be rooted in something bigger that I am yet to discover. For some reason, doing this doesn't cause any guilt in my chest as it used to. Deep inside, I feel that I deserve this short break, no matter how much lie it involves.
One day. Just one day.

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Losing Libido

Today feels different. First, I finally feel that the third term of school has entirely rolled off my back. Grades are submitted, and I may (or may not) have already gone through my probationary status as a student. For the first time in months, I get to read and do whatever I want at home. Second, I feel that, slowly, I am losing some zeal to live each day, as if everything is fading into a monochromatic mundanity where one barely recognizes anything worth remembering. Each second is passing by where the most zealous thing around is the second hand of the clock, ever in steady motion.
this is awesome. yey.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Language of Need of Language

The book I carry along right now is Ralph Galan's Discernments. I try to read it whenever I'm idle, as I realize that I should not be wasting my time. Galan is an awesome poet, and I admire his poetics, so I thought I'd be learning a lot of things from this book, which is actually a compilation of his literary essays and reviews. Although it doesn't contain any of his verses, I am realizing a lot of things about my poetry endeavor. And that, of course, is a good thing.
oh! amsuch a noob!