Sumakay ako sa taxi kaninang umaga papasok sa trabaho, medyo bata pa yung drayber; siguro mga bente-singko.
Nagsimula akong kumuha ng litrato sa kanto ng B. Serrano at 20th ave.
Bandang Medical City, tinanong niya ako kung propesyon ko daw ba ang pagkuha, sabi ko hobby lang.
Medyo edukado ang tono ng boses niya.
Sabi niya, sa pag-da-drayb niya raw, marami na siyang nakikitang magandang kuhanan.
Riding the MRT is a tad too stressful already. For a change, I took the bus going home. It’s always a slow motion in these big ruckuses crawling their way past Robinson’s Galleria — a good time to steal some break in the rush.
How will you take home a bike you bought in Magallanes? Drive it.
Snapshots of a girl loving the sun.
Right before four in the afternoon as we got back from island hopping, Manlawi island dried up. It left us a desert of wet sand.
We set up our tents under the diminishing heat of the day. Sunset was just a commercial; it was a quick descent.
So many colors in this distraction
Brown hair makes her lips more red
Words would not describe what I’m seeing
I try to hold my tongue but it’s useless
She makes my heart scream color
I know by now she should have found me out
Every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
– Colors by Barcelona