freedom meets wanderlust

put down that map and let's get wonderfully lost

A stray flower landed few inches from my feet. I stand up to pick it up and put it over my bag and took a picture of it using my crappy cellphone camera. 

A stray flower landed few inches from my feet. I stand up to pick it up and put it over my bag and took a picture of it using my crappy cellphone camera. 

The awkward moment when you’re over someones house and they offer you food but you don’t know how much to take

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“You are God’s unexpected answer to all my questions.”
—   Maricar Reyes to Richard Poon

Booking trips to Palawan and Sagada because I’m a wanderlust like that. 

“Writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. There are things we wish we could forget.”
—   William S. Burroughs (via allmymetaphors)

(via booklover)

The rusty gate was left ajar

A boy was looking at the stars.

His face wears a frown

Searching for something he had known. 

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“Yesterday you said tomorrow. JUST DO IT.”
—   NIKE 

“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind”
—   C.S Lewis 

Turmoil

Last night, I received a phone call from Philippine Star giving me an opportunity to be a part of our nation’s leading newspaper. I was interviewed and took the exam 3 weeks ago but honestly, I was not expecting them to return the call. Because in the real world, if a company haven’t called you back in a week it’s time to look for another. 

I became confused from the moment I hung the phone though I said “yes, I will go.” Confused because I am in the middle of processing my application for graduate studies in our country’s premiere university. If I will accept the offer, I will not be able to concentrate on my application. I need to finish samples of creative writing, recommendation forms, transcripts and all that. 

I decided to not yet pursue Philippine Star until I finish my application. If by then, the offer still stands I will be glad to accept it, if not, I know better things will come. I just can’t help to think about those opportunities I let pass by. 

This is a hard decision for me to make, or should I call it risk. It can break me or make me. I stayed up all night thinking about it. I really want to pursue further studies. I hope I’m making the right decision. I know I’m making the right decision. It will pay off in the end. 

“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.” - C.S Lewis

The warmth of the cold rain welcomed me that day. I was alone with just my travel bag on my right shoulder. The receptionist led the way to room number 19. My room for three days. I unpacked my things and put my long sleeves in the built-in closet by the window and went out at the terrace and listened to the music that the rain makes against the galvanized roof. I closed my eyes and inhaled the invisible air around me.  Freedom. I’ve never tasted it like that before. In my memory, the taste was so delicious. When freedom meets wanderlust…I watched the rain until it becomes a light drizzle. The pine trees still dancing. I lost myself outside and walk, and walk, and walk… It’s been a year now since I felt that feeling. There’s nothing like it. I almost planned to go there again to celebrate its one year anniversary but maybe some other time. I just want to feel that rain again.  Every time I go there, it rains. 

The warmth of the cold rain welcomed me that day. I was alone with just my travel bag on my right shoulder. The receptionist led the way to room number 19. My room for three days. I unpacked my things and put my long sleeves in the built-in closet by the window and went out at the terrace and listened to the music that the rain makes against the galvanized roof. I closed my eyes and inhaled the invisible air around me. 

Freedom. I’ve never tasted it like that before. In my memory, the taste was so delicious. When freedom meets wanderlust…I watched the rain until it becomes a light drizzle. The pine trees still dancing. I lost myself outside and walk, and walk, and walk…

It’s been a year now since I felt that feeling. There’s nothing like it. I almost planned to go there again to celebrate its one year anniversary but maybe some other time. I just want to feel that rain again. 

Every time I go there, it rains. 

“You do not follow the crowd because you’re afraid of being different. You decide what to do yourself. If necessary, you lead the crowd but you never just follow.”
—   Margaret Thatcher 

On this day last year, everything was so different.

06.01.13

It’s really amazing what a year can do. Everything’s crystal clear now. I think part of me will always belong to you. Thank you, Baguio City. 

Our sky in four seasons. :))

Our sky in four seasons. :))