I once told a friend that desolation usually compels one to write... I guess I was right! It's been years since I updated this blog. Perhaps I was busy being happy...  Everytime I feel the inclination to write the experiences I had, I find myself procrastinating, stalling for time. I feel like my words could not accurately describe the exquisite and exciting mometns. I started several drafts but words pale in comparison with the beauty of life. I almost forgot I had a blog. It was a busy, fulfilling, perfect years for me that I never contemplated on rationalizing the moments... I just cant put such raw emotions into writing until now.

It doesn't take a sage to figure out why. Well, for the first time in years, I feel lonesome...

"Writing is not a profession, but a vocation of unhappiness. "

Dimasalang