The Note On The Wall

I had the strangest dream last night.  I woke up feeling a mixture of nostalgia, sadness and confusion.  This was the second time I dreamed of my childhood friend, Jonathan.  I couldn't even remember what my dream was all about except that I was at the back alley of our house in Mandaluyong.  There were so … Continue reading The Note On The Wall


Writing has always been my first love. I am no expert and in no way perfect at it, but it is something I love to do. I am very happy to have just tried to do something about it and in the process, I am now contributing a piece of my mind and writing to … Continue reading Milestone


He was still waiting by the phone. His dad promised to call at 3 pm today. Three hours already passed and the phone had not rang.  I tried not to look at him because I knew that his eyes would reveal the disappointment, the pain. He didn't want to look me in the eye either. … Continue reading Disappointment