To see and experience as much and to capture them in words

I went surfing yesterday, drove almost 3 hours to meet my friends and hop on a car for another 3 or so more hours of road trip. My logical self wouldn't let me do this, but surf is vital to my existence that it was a no-brainer. Faces of stoke Post surf aka stoke convos We went to a spot that I've only surfed once before. My friends said the paddle was about 10 minutes but it felt like 30 minutes to me.  The first time I surfed it, we had to paddle against strong current and white waters for an hour, only to catch one wave and almost drown because my leash snapped. But yesterday was perfect for a comeback surf for me and Abe. Beautiful day to be out Abe spoils us with freshly brewed coffee Everything aligned, the waves were in their fun size, the wind was being a bit playful with offshore, side shore breeze, the sun was shining, the blue sky was decorated with cumulus clouds, which created that thousand diamonds imagery, the water was clear enough that it ...

My uncle was killed, we only have speculations for the motives… business, politics. Nothing really worth of anyone's life.   I am writing to celebrate his life, because it's the best we can do while we grieve. I am also writing for Ace (my 2 y/o cousin), Justine, Macmac, Nanay and Tatay, my mom, my aunts and uncle and everybody who is grieving. While everybody was sharing their ordinary yet precious moment with Tito Bicol, I am transported back to 2004. I was mocking him for being in the political sphere, I’ve always thought it to be grubby. During that time he was running back in fort, coordinating for relief operations and resuscitating our town that was dysfunctional for about one month because of a flash flood and landslide. His family along with other family members stayed in our house for over a month because majority of my town was submerged in mud. I had a glimpse of his day to day life.  One day I asked him why he even bother doing what he did, ...