Due to arriving too early, huddled within myself through the cold as I waited for Pia’s Poppies to open, I was pretty much disoriented by then time I emerged from my slumber from my room.
i think this story needs to be shared more than my travel stories
the other day my aunts and i visited a second cousin whom i have not seen in more than a decade in the hospital Continue reading on #yolo
i already told the story of that morning bus ride with ex-cons that left me amused rather than scared (or whatever negative emotion i was taught to feel). now for the bus ride: scary edition that just made me go: huh. so it’s true what my uncle said
after nursing jetlag for a week, I was finally ready to go out and about san francisco (yep, i’m on the other side of the world now and I haven’t done anything on this blog for months). i’m staying in daly city, the next town to san francisco, where all the filipinos, chinese, and latinos live, apparently.
german guy: you’re brave
me: i don’t think i’m brave
german guy: you are brave. you’ve had to make tough decisions in your life
Life doesn’t give us purpose. We give life purpose.
The Flash, DC Comics