Old photos. Press rewind before the crazy Sinulog weekend. A very laid back Friday night at Bellini’s over beer, pizza and stories to tell.

I have been overwhelmed by a series of nonchalant catastrophes, like my life depended on it. Most of the time I find myself not breathing for a minute or two until my lungs begged me  for life. I’ve been doing a lot of depleted speculations lately. My brain has been squeezed dry and my heart dead from too much nostalgia. Yes. Maybe a change would ease my mind. As soon as I get the courage to yet again want/crave for a change-for now I am once again stuck in this quicksand of pure antipathy and its all my fault.

Here’s a few lines from Amy Grant’s ‘Leave It All Behind’

So, why don’t we, just up and leave it all behind
Maybe a change would ease your mind
For a time, leave it all behind

What I really want to do is see you smile
Hear you talk and let me listen for a while
There’s too much going on to keep it all inside
You try to whisper, but you start to scream and shout
What you need is just a place to let it out

If I had a beautiful voice, I’d gladly sing this to myself

in front of the mirror.