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The Secret Life of A Social Misfit
Every new acquaintance starts with the question “what do you do for a living”. And, in an era with a high regard for successful and extraordinary lives, we always try to give a spectacular answer to impress the person asking that question. Let’s face it, we all want to be adored and become a subject of someone’s interest. Of course, nobody wants to be tagged as a social misfit. Although the question seems like a harmless ice breaker, it’s actually one of the reasons why depression is through the roof these days. The truth is, we’re living in a society where the level of respect you get from people depends…
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White Daisies In The Sands Of Time
Today, Death smiles at me. With his warm and glowing smile, he is reminding me that my sands of time are gradually running out. Every day, he walks alongside me, dazzling me with his infinite wisdom while waiting patiently for my inevitable last moment. But, on this sunny summer day in Pangilatan, Naga, Death is somehow extra sprightly. As I cherish the scenery and view in front of me, I realize why Death is waving and smiling at me. Even in a short span of time, we had done something special on our hike for a cause. We had planted the seeds of white daisies in the sands of time. …
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Manayon’s Peak And The Free Spirited Dream Girl
She is an enchantress. Every time she casts a spell over me, I find myself craving and yearning to see the world from her perspective. With her optimism and can-do spirit, she has taught me to embrace life and its infinite adventures and mysteries. Adventurous and free spirited, she has led me to numerous escapades and secret bucolic spots like Manayon’s Peak. Her name is Sofia, and she is my version of the Manic Pixie Dream Girl. In film and pop culture, the Manic Pixie Dream Girl is a pretty well-known cliché. It’s a term that refers to the girl who sparks a wondrous life of adventure to the male…
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The Hill Without A Name In Naga Cebu
Fate is a shifting, unsolvable puzzle of mystery. Like a small swirling sandstorm, fate persistently shifts directions. One day, you feel like you’re on top of the world or the king of Naga Cebu, destined for greatness. The next day, momentum shifts, and your life seems to be going on a downward spiral. What if the philosophers had it all wrong? Didn’t they say our destiny is written in the stars? Didn’t a wise man once say “once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen”? Aren’t we supposed to find our purpose or “biggest why” and nurture it? And, is there really such thing as…
