my niece, Maiko

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missing my papang

I woke up to our neighbor's Frank Sinatra songs in max volume. For a second there, I thought it was my father I was listening to. Oh God, I miss him. I miss him so much. :(

my snores

i am not a professional writer. yes, i am a graduate of communication arts and has worked for the country's leading broadcast institution as a writer/reporter but i was not that religious in writing. just this morning, i felt very lonely, stressed damp; all worries came in mind. i remembered one writer who refers "writing" as therapeutic. that's why i am taking my chances here and now. well, if it worked for him then it might also work for me.
so what is there to write about in the first place? for the past months, i am aware of the thoughts that have been sleeping in my head a few times during my daily bus rides or my usual morning walks, i heard loud snores of their thoughts. most of the time, i reject and simply shrug it off.
there really are certain issues in life that we cannot escape from. they will always be there somewhere (either sound asleep or snoring loudly)

Season's greetings from Waterfront Insular Hotel Davao!