I used to get up the
'santol' tree with my notebook and pen to find serenity and write with gusto - savoring my isolation. The only time I would get down is when the folks are mad and looking for me. Finding a venue for the creative mind wasn't easy during my time
(yeah, right...my time. hmpf). Just to say, I am crazy about my TUMBLR!
http://rambahfaith.tumblr.com/
With my tumblr, thoughts run wild.
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| Oh...those sent items broke my heart. :( |
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Right. Whatever is received is based on what is given. I say no more, even if there is no assurance that there will be no more.
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| Hagdan-hagdang palayan... |
Makes me want to do it on the stairs, too. When our house is done, this will be a part of its blessing. Blissful.
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| I miss Yellow Box, and the one I'm with at Yellow Box. |
I want pizza. I want to go back to
Yellow Box in Roxas City. Immortalize the taste. Why not make a review? Hmn...
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| The sea and me. |
One photo overlaid with another. I want to do this. I will practice. =)
