"The world is too big," she said, "but that doesn't mean we stop searching."
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
Frodo: I can't do this, Sam. Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the… Continue reading Matters of the heart
The thing I like best about science is the fact of its humility. Sometimes it tells you things: big things, small things, medium things, and then, when pressed for explanation, it says, "But no one knows why this is so." My favourite manifestation of this is that trivia about ducks. Apparently, according to that magazine… Continue reading Subterranean
Act I. Eventually your fingers will be the gauge of your disposition Your knuckles the bearer of your sins. Soldiers have amputated arms, amputated legs. You have translucent skin brought about by wounds which never seem to heal. People would notice how your nails are always trimmed, almost invisible. You tell them it's… Continue reading Spectre of yesterdays
Things have changed. She used to sit alone in restaurants, taking forever to read the carefully laid out menu, digesting each word even before her stomach would do the same to the food she will eventually order. She used to be comfortable with empty tables, with a book only for company. No reason to hurry,… Continue reading 020103
I was walking to the drugstore at 7 PM that day, the summer sun splashing the sky with vibrant colours of purple, pink, green, blue as it hid behind the faint Sierra Madre mountains, a temporary bid of farewell for the day. I overheard a girl, who was helping her mother sell chicken innards and… Continue reading Of women
Some days, you just wake up and realize this is how you'd rather spend forever. Happy Friday, everyone.
You know this already. Countless of articles and videos and people have probably raced me into telling you this, and you're probably sick of having to be reminded over and over again, and it's probably tempting to close this tab when you traverse your way to the second paragraph, but in case you forget... … Continue reading So… what are you doing?
And second? Well, I really hope to kick ass in law school. Wish me way, way more than luck.
And should I face disillusionment or disenchantment in law school, I would just have to lean back and remove my glasses -- and figure out which things I would have to focus on at this very moment.
Of perpetual finds 