I suppose all I’m doing is waiting for spring to come. I’ve been in such a case of hybernation, doing nothing all day except burying myself in thick comforters, my National Winter Pasttime. I hate being like this, but winter seems to be stealing the best of me. So in an attack of nostalgia I’m...
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Guess I’m doing fine
The first snow is falling as I write this, warm in the room with a bottle of Pepsi (no Coke) and Beck’s Sea Change album on (track 4 on repeat). Snow looks lovely when it’s falling; reminds me of Makati Day when everyone throws pieces of paper from the office buildings along Ayala Avenue. It...
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How to trap an elephant in a cage
And so I put a bandage over it, tugging carefully at the ends, making sure that I didn’t make too tight a knot. Sitting by the window, the neighbor’s Christmas lights were off, and the building looked like a monster in the dark, the fog thick and immense, the fog eating me. “Why bother taking...
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Là pour ça
This morning I opened my eyes and the leaves fell off the trees, and the blue was pushed by gray, rain fell from the gray roof over my head and I felt very, very sad. The cat scratched at the window, wanting to come in. Meanwhile, I put my hand over my eyes. So for...
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Two years ago
I want you to have a world without borders without discrimination without tourist traps no aeroplane ticket expirations no visa nor passports just a world scratched with symbols some understandable, some with sense and for those who don’t understand at all let it be enough for you to just sit back some lazy evening, to...
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77
Good Lord, I miss 77. In case you’ve never heard of 77, you’re corny. Since it was so close to our home in QC, we often used to go there. Too often for it to resemble the set of Cheers. We had our after-wedding party there, which was so memorable because it was like a...
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Umbilical cord love
Sometimes, I love you. Those times are when birds sing in the sky, and when the sky is a deep blue, and when alone in some forbidden city, trying to write a postcard to a familiar place and face, clinging to an imaginary umbilical cord. Those are times when money comes easily, when food is...
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I thought it was my foot
In the end, the cold always wins. One can only imagine how cold a nose can be, as if it weren’t even there. There were days in Manila where I found myself spread out on the bed, fanning myself with whatever flat surface I could find, not complaining, but bemoaning my fate of having been...
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Elephant dance
Now I know the real meaning of cold, putting on multiple layers of sweaters as much as my body allows, till I am thick-bodied and definitely not as fashionable as I would like to be. And anyway, what is fashion but something that preoccupies a mind that has nothing new to chew on? France has...
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Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I don’t drink anymore
There are only a few hours left till take off, and I guess it is safe to say that I am feeling strangely sentimental. All of a sudden, I don’t think I can sleep in a place where tricycles don’t pass every two and a half seconds. And suddenly my dog Zorro, who irritates me...
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My, you’re an elegant equation
Mathematicians don’t call a beautiful equation a ‘beautiful equation’, they say ‘elegant equation’. “It’s elegant,” they probably say in awe when viewing — excuse the adjective — a beautiful equation. I don’t care see what is elegant, when taking a peek at Julien’s files (as he’s making a new program), because I’m not a mathematician....
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The success of the polls have tipped
Psychoanalysts say that writers bury frustrations under words, but don’t solve them. I suppose, when one wanders into this little page, I seem to be the most extremely frustrated human being. “Do you enjoy being the only human being amongst robots?” “Oui. I love the fact that I can bend my legs.” Everyone plays in...
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