November 19, 2010
October 6, 2010
It happened while I waited
The weeds grow so thick
You cannot even see the path
That leads to my house:
It happened while I waited
For someone who would not come.
- Soujou Henjou
September 27, 2010
I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life,
the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was
— I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel,
— I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel,
in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside,
and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs,
and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs,
and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling
and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds.
- Jack Kerouac
and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds.
- Jack Kerouac
September 25, 2010
Run
We wanted to hold on to the feeling
on the stretch in the sun
and our breathlessness
as we run
to the beach
endlessly
as the sun creeps up.
on the sea
- Lisa Hannigan
on the sea
- Lisa Hannigan
Best viewed when listening to this song :-)
September 4, 2010
Pardon me while I disappear
Labels:
black and white,
friends,
people,
philippines,
portraits,
strangers,
travel,
wanderlust
Too Big World
A pain stabbed my eart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved
who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
- Jack Kerouac
- Jack Kerouac
Labels:
friends,
ozamis,
people,
philippines,
portraits,
travel,
wanderlust
The fall you're riding for
Summer
Labels:
bohol,
cebu,
friends,
people,
philippines,
portraits,
sea,
summer,
travel,
wanderlust
Hope is the thing with feathers
Labels:
cebu,
emily dickinson,
friends,
people,
philippines,
portraits,
wedding
Isn't is strange how things can change you?
You wonder how fast you’ll go when you hit the air.
And oh, isn’t it strange how things can change you?
And oh, isn’t it strange how things can change you?
- The Weepies
When We Dance
Labels:
dumaguete,
people,
philippines,
strangers,
travel,
wanderlust
Where are you
Labels:
argao,
cebu,
people,
philippines,
strangers,
street,
travel,
wanderlust
Everybody Hurts
Labels:
manila,
people,
philippines,
strangers,
street,
travel,
urban,
wanderlust
So they abandoned me
Looking into your eyes
Nothing, I said
Except the air of spring
Smelling of never
and forever.
- E.E. Cummings
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