of old town glories

I was watching a movie when a familiar sound, no lyrics, suddenly played as background. As the movie plays, I keep a mental note and the lyrics, unknowingly memorized by heart, kept playing on my head. Suddenly, it dawns on me. I'm in this old town. For an hour (or more, perhaps) I was back again in that old town. The movie title couldn't have been more perfect: Love and Other Impossible Pursuits. As with the song.

Hometown Glory

Adele

I’ve been walking in the same way as I did
Missing out the cracks in the pavement
And tutting my heel and strutting my feet
“Is there anything I can do for you dear? Is there anyone I can call?”
“No and thank you, please Madam. I ain’t lost, just wandering”

Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Ooh the people I’ve met
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of this world
Are the wonders of my world

I like it in the city when the air is so thick and opaque
I love to see everybody in short skirts, shorts and shades
I like it in the city when two worlds collide
You get the people and the government
Everybody taking different sides

Shows that we ain’t gonna stand shit
Shows that we are united
Shows that we ain’t gonna take it
Shows that we ain’t gonna stand shit
Shows that we are united

Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Ooh the people I’ve met

Ciao!

Are the wonders of my world

fx chronicles

It's funny how those five notes from a text message alert from an old phone I had bring forth a sudden gush of memories.

What's happening, life?

dusk

It is of longing and wanton remembrance that I am lost in this wonderfully hellish memory of you tonight.

To my lover

You, whose face I haven’t set my eyes on

Whose eyes bear the strength of the tiger’s

And the seeming innocence of a child's,

Look upon the lines of my face

The crow’s feet that

Stretches into my temples –

Eyes that were once

In hopeful anticipation

Of you.

And the old laugh lines beside

My mouth that has grown

Weary, and tired, and wasted.

You, whose gentle slope of the shoulders

Ironically, radiates permanence,

For a minute, feel my arms

Down to my fingertips

Its strength now uncertain

Now suspicious.

Of nothing

Of everything.

You, whose hair so badly I want to get a whiff of

Even just for a moment –

Just a fraction of eternity

To run my fingers down to your neck

And pull you in

For just a fleeting, maybe

Stolen

Kiss.

Wrap me, too, in your embrace

Until I memorize the feeling of

Your mysterious hand through my knowing hand.

I shall become you

And you shall become me,

And us, one.

You, whom I have not seen,

Whose hands I have memorized,

Whose kiss I have tasted,

Whose eyes, I have only imagined,

Find me.

.

"The water in my stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same."

- Rumi

sad sunday

So I just found out that my friend Patty's two-month old daughter died last Thursday. I still don't know what the cause is. It's just sad, we were talking about her daughter a few weeks ago.

I can't even begin to imagine how that is for Patty - for her family. I just pray that they be strong in this very sad time.

Sigh.

We're going there later. What's happening? In a month I've been to two wakes. Both are too young to die. Then again, we absolutely have no idea when our time is. So, before I pass on to the other life, let me tell you how much I love you!

And to my special someone, I know you're out there, I hope we meet before that day comes. o__0

Life on the road

Nice to be back home after almost a month of traveling for work. I love that I get to places I've never been to. It just took its toll on me after a month of doing it -- laundry, time, social life, lovelife, not to mention the sheer exhaustion.

I tried scoring myself on how much of the Philippines I've been to again and I got a C+. Mababa pa rin pala teehee! =D

http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/

In other news, I'm so glad to be alive after that fastcraft trip from Sorsogon to Masbate. Ayayay! The sea was so rough that a lot of the luggage and even the TV inside the seacraft fell from its place. I was literally yanked off my seat quite a number of times, too.

I shall never go to Masbate again during the rainy season. And if I really need to, there's always the plane.

In hindsight, the trip was good. I was able to book a case, at the very least. =)

Ciao!

Bicolandia and everything in between

So I'm here in Naga waiting for Chris to come back from the airport. In a few hours I'll be in Legaspi City. Then Sorsogon then Masbate.

I just came from Zamboanga City and Clark last week.

I wonder where life takes me next.

It's tiring but I'm just trying to take it all in and enjoying it altogether. I almost forgot to mention that I was in CWC yesterday. I wasn't able to wakeboard but at least I've seen the place.

So this is me making lemonades after life throws me lemons. Besides, I know I'll miss doing this eventually and wish I'll be as busy when the humdrum of office work takes over.

Until then, ciao!

This is why I work

I've been stressed and exhausted before. Pero parang ngayon lang ako nalunod ulit sa work. Stress to the maximum. And just when I thought I wasn't doing anything right, this text comes along:

"Sir Bry, this is _____ po from Batch 38... Sir thank you nga po pala kanina. Natouch po ako. Sir kinakabahan po ak osa revalida hay. Sa inyo ko lang po sinabi sir. Sana makapasa at makaya po. Good night Sir Bry. Mamimiss namin yung 3 weeks na nakasama namin kayo. We love you Sir Bry the best ka talaga, very approachable ;("

I know this is His way of telling me, "It's okay to be tired, son. You're doing a good job!"

Thank you, Lord. Thank you. I just always have to remind myself that I'm blessed. This is more than enough. Okay na sakin ang maka affect at maka-inspire ng one single soul.

=)

...

I don't feel good. It's not exactly helpful to say it out loud, but I just don't feel good.