There’s something comforting about looking at old photographs.
I’m not even sure if I remember it right, but I think this photo was taken in Baguio. Those were my favorite red shoes. And it was summer. I don’t know why we’re all frowning except for Manu, but pictures with my brothers always make my heart smile.
The book I’m currently reading is a bit strange. Well, no, a lot strange. I guess I’ll write about it next month when I finally
It’s been two weeks since the first day of the writing retreat I attended in Portugal. I jumped right back into work upon arriving from
It’s been a year since I last wrote something here and I don’t know how to reboot this thing. So here’s a little something I
