Peephole Delivery
I was mostly looking forward to surprising the delivery guy by opening the door before he could ring the bell.
Category: Letters
These are quasi-literature of my most private thoughts in the format of a diary. An account of almost anything under Sol. These are very sensitive, personal, and topics that some might find offensive but take it for what it is–my personal opinion.
Parking Lot Rage
It was open enough for me to hear the old man say, “Tignan mo ‘to!” directing his wife’s attention to my car while she trailed him. “Ang TANGA naman ng nag-park nito,” he said with a hint of anger in his voice and a strong emphasis on the word “Tanga”.
Born or Made?
Hearing them recount their experiences had me wondering if society and their environment could have contributed to their past mistakes. It makes you wonder if criminals were born or made.
The Manong in Hulios
I feel inside me is this one person seated on a chair under a ceiling lamp inside a very dark room surrounded by all seven.
Surreal
So I booted my laptop, powered the electric kettle, and tore a sachet of that vile powdered chemical they call 3-in-1 coffee mix–a disgrace to actual coffee.
