My kind of weekend

Maybe it’s because of the coffee or not. Probably the weather or the noisy street. Just my random self being happy, excited, hungry, sad, and tired all in the perfect rhythm of a 10-second to a minute flow.

Survived the surprising traffic jam. Got home. Hungry. Tired.

Done with dinner then I saw this

Happy

Checked Facebook

Children
Ashes
Blood

Syria

Misunderstanding
Rants
Know-it-all

Lack of empathy

Sad
Heartbroken

Read a couple of paragraphs from a book.

Relieved but bothered

Hungry

Went to update on a TV series.
Sheldon. Amy. 🙀

Need to find some inspiration. But… Ohhh, there’s the fan. My pile of notebooks. My messy “bookcase.” Phone. Light. Endless random rants… Flying, running, swimming, biking, thoughts dying, fading, scattered everywhere.

tummy

Hello, Friday. Please let Saturday be good to me.

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J. M. Salgado

This is for the unraveling thoughts of a Filipina trying to understand the creatively altered life of herself and the environment that she lives in. Learning to live the life through writing.

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