stories & slow notes from the in-between
Soft reminders, daily reflections, and quiet questions I ask myself between deadlines and slow afternoons. Just thoughts on living gently, finding calm in ordinary days, and being okay with not having it all figured out.
Bakit nga ba? Bakit tayo sumusulat kahit alam nating walang magbabasa? O baka mabasa man nila, lilipas lang din. Minsan, tanong ko rin yan sa sarili ko. Especially pag tinatamad na ako, or pag parang wala namang kwenta yung sinusulat ko. Pero lagi kong naaalala: nung bata pa ako, sinusulat ko lang kung anong gusto…
There’s something about late nights. Or early mornings, depende kung saan ka mas kalmado. Yung oras na tahimik ang bahay, tahimik ang kalsada, at parang kahit yung puso mo kumakalma sandali. Hindi naman siya magical na biglang mawawala lahat ng problema, pero meron siyang binibigay na pahinga. Even if it’s only for a few minutes….