Good Enough

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I don't talk much but that doesn't mean I don't have something to say. Don't even know what brought me here, I guess I woke up one day and as I shower I decided to make a Tumblr account and voilà!. But what does one do here anyway?

Thomasian CPA. Potterhead. Whovian. TV series aficianado. Anxious writer. Frustrated rapper. Careless ranter (whut?) Takot sa multo.

hindi po ako emo.. maniwala ka man o hindi masayahin talaga ako.. and I hope to bring you good vibes. Smile!
Recent Tweets @irenztoo

Food and Ideas. (at Sev’s Cafe)

Will definitely miss this dude. See you around and keep in touch YOLO brother!

Happy happy birthday, buddy @markjohnrl! Wish you all the best in all aspects.

In a cramped public utility vehicle, I pushed myself to be seated. 

That’s the closest and the farthest we’ll ever be. Close, there were two layers between us (three if you’re wearing inner garments). Far, we are only two strangers fortunately (or unfortunately) seated next to each other in one crowded jeepney.

The Long Weekend: The Fifth Wheel

Conquered Mt. Mabilog! Tired as f***! (at Yambo Lake)

Now. How to make you notice..?

This is bad. People around me is starting to bore me.

Funny how people put markers for special events or moments. These are often pictures, videos or letters. More than that, we use our power of association. Simple things like a piece of stone, the aroma in the air or even the rain; reminds us of these events and moments in our timelines.

As we go along our timelines, we collect memories and, at the same time, markers. At some point, we’ll have to let go of some weight these markers bring in order to make room for more.

Intentionally or not, we associate everyday objects and sensations to memories, happy or sad, that left us out of breath or broken. It is our way of reminding ourselves of the things that once mattered or the things that still do.