February 17, 2016
Hi, I just spent the whole morning crying to Adele's When We Were Young (live at The Church Studios). But what I really went online for is to tell you about the happiest day of my life in Baguio. (Isn't it a good thing? Remembering happy moments after a good cry?) I think we hurt ourselves, rip our hearts open, and then instinctively know we have to mend ourselves as quickly as we can...meaning...for how long it takes. Point is, we shall heal ourselves. That Baguio moment? There was fog, a soft hand, an unexpected gesture, a smile.