What do you do, when you're stuck and can't move? Do you languish in the helplessness or try to inch forward? What if this laziness is a sign of nonchalant waywardness? Or an actual indication to give up and let go?

A former student of mine suffered cardiac arrest while in his flat in Kuwait, a few days after he called his mom and greeted her a Happy Mothers Day. You will be missed, Jepoy. I'm sure the beats are awesome up there.

NEW eBOOKS

After discovering that it has been a year since I posted anything here, I realised I needed to. A lot of things have happened. For one, I found a new job, through a former connection. Second, I made a few more books: Ang Dikotomiya ng Kalungkutan at Pag-Asa and Turning 34. I also started writing a few stories for an anthology: Behind the Tracks and Taking It Slow. I will hopefully finish the anthology within the year. I've replenished my portfolio, and I might start with watercolour painting as well. I'll give you a full rundown of stuff when I find time to actually sit and write. Still here. Hey.