Category: Daily Thoughts

  • What else is left to do? Forgive.

    Growing up in an environment where clear apology is not normally heard, I made myself a not-so forgiving person–which I would always use as alibi when in a conflict and I don’t feel like reconciling with the other party. Partly that’s true, somehow it’s the only truth I ought to take hold as I try…

  • millennial money messes

    I’m a millennial gal to my core. Born in 1992, my 30s commenced in 2022 and it’s been almost 3 years since I was “reborn” to grow up in my adulthood. In my teens, I dreamed of turning 30. I picture a 30-year old as someone who has figured it all. She is the woman…

  • para sa tatay nina Niccolo at Niccola*

    Ikaw na may mabuting puso, na mamahalin namin palagi– Nagkadaupang-palad na ba tayo? Nahawakan mo na ba ang mga kamay ko? Nayakap na ba kita? Nagkwento ka na ba ng mga nangyari sa araw mo? Naririnig mo ba ang mga bulong ko na umuwi ka na; mag-iingat kang palagi; mahal ka namin; kami ang pamilya…

  • dare to bare

    Can I wash my dirty laundry in public? I’d actually love to. I recently heard that what really sets us free is the acceptance of the truth–the truth about ourselves. Mostly, this truth is ugly, dirty, and one we ought not to see. But as things get weirder and weirder, aren’t we supposed to even…

  • To you who I allowed to break my heart over and over: an open letter*

    You’ve always been my “superman,” but you are also the Golden Retriever type. With you I am raw, and true, and free–and only you can “tame” that chaotic and complicated moments of who I can be. You have been my fantasized lover, and I always picture us doing so many things together. In my dreams,…

  • THEY’LL NEVER KNOW (just a thought on the film “Only We Know”)

    It is not about a secretive romantic relationship. Seeing the trailer and by the choice of actors, the film “Only We Know” gives an impression that it is merely a to-fight-for-kind-of-love between an old woman in her retirement years and a middle-aged man who recently lost his wife. The movie presents a typical life routine…

  • the birthday bash[ed]

    This is the perfect time. It’s my 33rd birthday, and in the past years I refuse (if not, avoid) dealing with people on this day. I run away from possibilities of greetings, surprises, special attention, etcetera etcetera. I used to love birthdays–my birthday. I have no clear memory but photographs of my unforgotten 2nd birthday…

  • i remember the boy(s), but i don’t remember the f–

    It’s been a pretty rough delusion-ship (I made that up for the sake of this narrative) journey in my adult life. I have fallen in love with far too many men (or guys – not sure yet what’s more appropriate here) that never really were my boyfriend. Funny thing is, I got brokenhearted.. and we…

  • the gone grit

    I was out with friends last night as I found myself yet again explaining my inactivity, almost-indolent kind of performance at work. I am fairly sure the stories I tell myself (and of others) are not mere excuses, instead are reevaluation and view on hindsight of the past years of my life. Narrating with my…

  • the turbulent thirties

    Who ever decided that a woman’s life has expiration? I’m turning 33 in a few weeks time. It’s always been a gift and a privilege for me to celebrate my birthday. When younger peeps ask me how it feels, I basically have the same, almost templated, response: my 30s, by far, are the best years,…