thinking aloud up in the clouds

I miss international flights.  And to be surrounded by foreign faces.  The sound of multi-lingual.  The scent of European cigar and Asian spice ;-) ...

Strong coffee, spicy dark chocolate ... I love the pretty sight of my freshly manicured blue painted little finger nails over the the pages of Pearl Cleage ... air pocket was crazy but you know what bored me in the beginning has now caught my peculiar attention ...

The airplane was shaking and it made me dizzy but words were popping like crazy in my head ...

then there were diamonds around my neatly curled lashes, but no waterfalls as if they found a "happy" place in the peripheral of my eyes :)

... and so i said to myself ...

If they asked why I didn't say goodbye ...  I'd say, reading, writing, dusting off, and Sophie Enchanted ...

... oh how easy for you to forget, and why not?  It was just two months.  And she is your wife.



*PS*
I was trying to text my daughter 30,000 feet above sea level , to amuse her of course :)

Fall Out Girl

11 November 2014
jusz checked out of Red Palm
now trippin' the roads of Mindanao
in my driver's playlist
this song was playing.




Dreamt of Dennis last night ... and now his song for me was playing ... makes me wonder ... why can't two people fall in love, same level and intensity, and stay that way, all the way. Life would have been easier. And love dignified. When there are no other concepts, no other choices. No other memories to haunt you down. No buts no what ifs. When hearts are not restless, there is one less chaos in the world ... there is peace. Why then? ...

Bucket List: Boyzz II Men Live in Manila Concert - September 17, 2014

Baka sa susunod nilang balik, malamang lolo na sila at lola  naman na ako. Nah, I was not to pass up on this one









Credits to JChua  --- i lost mine kasi :(



you know, it's crazy, the many many things I enjoy doing alone. Nah, I don't feel sorry ...

Para kay Andy

Curiosity ain't love but one man's temporary solitude, his impatience on his loneliness, his overwhelming need and insatiable longing for a woman, on his bed, each time.

I am Raggedy Ann.  My place is the dumpster.

I ♥ Leyte

The first time I was there, I paid my respect.  To a place I came to love.

The ruins of the Daniel Z. Romualdez Airport ... moments when I basked on sunshine and fresh air ...

 A said my prayers and shed tears ...the many lives lost and sorely missed altared in San Joaquin  Church.  The way we go and how bad it hurts, a few things in my list, "My No nonsense, unadulterated ask-all Questions to God", writin' em down, will post and will share soon as I'm done.