Life piles up so fast that I have no time to write out the equally fast rising mound of reflections. – Virginia Woolf

Mortality and Miracles.

I’m currently on a trip I wasn’t prepared to make. Left Manila in a rush. Flight bookings were made in the morning. Flew out in the evening. Crossed over seven thousand miles to be with a loved one. Now in LA. I hate cancer. It comes worse than a thief in the night. It just…

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She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see. Except standing there, holding on the balcony railing, holding the universe together. – J.D. Salinger Barcelona, 2016