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I am still having quiet a difficult time with believing, keeping the faith, or staying in hope. My words are scattered everywhere and I'm finding it a struggle to try and express myself consistently because of my relationship with Javi. Because that part of my life is hidden I am unable to fully lay myself out in the open as I used to. In short, I am no longer the open book that I was. But do I want to be an open book? Or do I want to keep some of myself to myself? And who do I want to share the… Continue

I long for the voices of literature to drown my mind with new flavor. Away from the jargon of corporate slavery. Away from the idiosyncrasies of business.

This morning on the drive to work I longed for my soul to stretch its wings. But the stretch was just as far as reading business articles from McKinsey Quarterly.

I just came back from Cebu last Monday night. So many stories to tell. So many moments to cherish but there are a lot of mixed feelings inside me that are also quite hard to sift. More questions rising that will most likely remain unanswered after some time.

what's next?
where will this lead?
when will the birthing of dreams begin?
where is my place?
who will be with me?
can they stand being with me?
will it last forever?

My old life is gone. I am no longer a youth minister. Or maybe I am no l… Continue

I smell dream aroma this morning. Floating from my coffee cup. Floating from Marc Cohn's song through my MAC's speakers.

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy - won't you look down over me
Yeah I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be...

I met this song about 7 years ago. When I heard it a gush of memories flooded all around me and I was back. Back in Seattle one cold autumn… Continue