The sweet life doesn’t last the way we expect it to. It becomes a memory that haunts us everytime we want it to.
Some people are blessed with beauty. That kind of when they wake up all they have to do is take a bath, brush their teeth and comb their hair. And a lot of people say that in this world, you are judged by how you look and not by how you are.
My first run, run for ilog Pasig.
Photographed: Job De Leon
Oh how I miss taking portraits and how I wish I take good ones.
At times we don’t see the beauty of falling to our knees. We should get to understand that without this, we’ll never be strong enough.
The winds are getting colder and the night lights will sway along melancholic hymns; that is, for people like us.
Are the best things in life still free?
Pray. Because they give us hope when all else fail.
somethings last like feelings. More than one lifetime.
The sun sets in Ilocos
I don’t know what this is called but a piano works that way. In every key hit, it would move and will also move another then produces a sound; altogether a harmony. Just like life.
I’ve seen this bath tub along Calle Crisologo and I couldn’t stop from wondering how long it has been in use and how many families lived with it. And then I remember one character in Cloud Atlas…tragic indeed.
Used to sit here
In any love story, we focus ourselves on the people involved and how long it would last. Sometimes, one simple thing - say a bench- from where the stories began last way longer than the story itself and the people who once lived the part.
Backpacking across Ilocos Norte
I was not originally part of this tour and I never had any plans of getting one for the summer since work does not have summer breaks. But after much persistency of my good friend Jaymie and the fact that I do need a break from the corporate jungle, I finally said yes.
During the entire trip I came to realize that it is not the landscape nor the sceneries that help you find your soul as what most people equate traveling. But what it does is give you an ample amount of time for peace, and the conversations along the way with friends, natives or backpackers alike remind you of what you want and who you are. And at the end of the journey, you’ll find yourself revitalized and ready to traverse the life you have back home with the heart you’d always had and the soul you’d never lost.