Welcome to mystery

Imagine a place you can always escape to. An island off the coast of nowhere. A new destination of your own creation. Just waiting till you chose to go there. ~ Plain White T's

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You’ve been very busy lately you didn’t even notice I was watching you closely

When I was in Suwon, I walked the long road from the International Technical Cooperation Center (the place where we stayed) to the E-mart. It was a 15-20 minute walk. To get there, I had to climb an overpass. Half way through the overpass, I lingered and savored the moment. From there I could see the Suwon traffic and realized how busy life has been that sometimes I forget to stop and smell the air. It was an interesting sight, a bit different from the typical, chaotic, bustling Manila traffic. In Korea, it was all too orderly, spacious and less flurry. It rained a few hours ago so the street was wet and the air was fresh. I could have stayed there for hours but I had to buy groceries.

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Yesterday, Pat, Etch and I went to the hospital to visit our godchild who has been suffering from leukemia. He’s turning 2 this October and he’s been sick since he was a baby. His mother was talking to us about his condition and all the time I was staring at my godchild and I wanted to cry. His body was covered with blisters—a manifestation that he’s suffering inside. I was thinking, all his life he has known nothing but the feeling of physical pain. I think pain is the only thing he recognized. For awhile, I sincerely wished I could have at least have half of his pain…or maybe we, the godparents, could take a piece of his pain and bear them instead of him. Geezus, he is just a child. I’ve been praying hard these days. Mr. Brightside taught me how to pray. I used to pray but it was all too selfish…it’s all about me and how to deal with my own demons. Now, it’s all about other people and their happiness.

I know it was just a lamp...but it was a lamp that I could not forget

Let's not get personal --Unless what you say relates to me as a person it is just words without meaning. But let's not just get personal about each other, let's get personal about ourselves.

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*No rain for the passed few days. I guess I've gotten used to wet streets so much so that I miss the rain already. It's like missing someone you don't want to see. Yes, I am a walking oxymoron.

A SECRET wish

I often reserve two red candles specifically for this one particular wish.

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