The first time you told me you dreamt of me after I told you I dreamt of you, I thought -- well, it can't be anything, right? We've just been talking fairly constantly, our ears extensions of each other's mouths (or, more accurately, our fingers connected at the tip as we talk and talk and… Continue reading This isn’t anything, right?
Category: Thought Bubble
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the concept: in chaos theory, the butterfly effect is the sensitive dependence on initial conditions in which a small change in one state of a deterministic nonlinear system can result in large differences in a later state. translated: one small event can drastically create waves of change somewhere else. the history: in the vocation of… Continue reading [ p r o m p t e d ]
Happy to be here
In deep contrast to usual new year's eve festivities, last year (because we've officially transitioned to 2021) was the first time I never even came close to considering writing a post to celebrate the year that was. And what for? With countless natural disasters, a piling death toll, an increasingly authoritarian regime, a global pandemic,… Continue reading Happy to be here
(Trying to) find joy in confined spaces
The pandemic has hit us all; in different ways, in various magnitudes, in contrasting extents. And the truth is, many of us are just not in the best headspace to be okay. And while that's a hard pill to swallow; now, of all days (with my birthday looming in a few hours), I have… Continue reading (Trying to) find joy in confined spaces
No such thing as back to normal
It is extra difficult to grieve in quarantine: you wish for consoling hugs and get instead characters on the internet sharing compassion; you wish to see bodies of loved ones who passed and get instead urns with their remains; you wish to give your final goodbyes and get instead a reminder to not touch, not… Continue reading No such thing as back to normal
Take care…
...as you step out of the four corners of the building you call your home, and feel on your skin the subtle breeze of the wind, the comfortable warmth of the afternoon sun. ...as you rake your fingers through your hair, and wrap your arms around yourself as you wait, ever patiently, for things… Continue reading Take care…
Of dreams, culminations, and new beginnings
The start of the decade bore witness to bright-eyed Joy in her senior year of high school -- fiery, argumentative, passionate, and certain she was going to be a lawyer. In career day, that's what she told everyone she would be -- voice of the voiceless, defender of the oppressed. The end of… Continue reading Of dreams, culminations, and new beginnings
190612 (Blast from the past)
(A dare and a desire to reconnect brought me to Tumblr today, where most everything that I thought of used to reside -- here's one of them, written by almost-18 year old me) You know how they say that when you look at the Milky Way from a hundred miles away, it’s highly… Continue reading 190612 (Blast from the past)
A little less happy, a little more joyful: Christmas 2017
Sitting in the car with the windows half-open, the muggy Manila air half-choking us with the heavy weight of smog, I turned to you, stared at your face half-asleep, and asked, "Are you happy?" In the only way you know how, you pressed the palms of your hand on your eyes, and you replied,… Continue reading A little less happy, a little more joyful: Christmas 2017
An Ode to a Friend
I haven’t had the time to grieve properly since you left, though for some macabre way, I am glad you left the way you did — at peace, as the sun rose, lying on your side, the way you’d always do when you’re completely at rest. I guess that's why I used this photo of… Continue reading An Ode to a Friend
Of perpetual finds 