Night Sky

Every night, I watch the stars through the window wide open. As the night breeze catches me on 26th floor, I can't help but think about how relaxing it is---how a night is better slept with soft music and instrumentals, and just think your problems away. Tis' the night sky. Tis' the stars. Tis' Heaven.

Go Where The Few Go

I always wanted to explore the world we live in. The wilderness, the mountains, the beaches. I always wanted to travel to places where I could quietly ponder about the environment, and about life. I have too much of the city, and although this is my home, there's nothing better than to have time outs. I wanna go hiking in the mountains, or scouting in the forest, by my own or with other people. I always had that thirst to have adventure, not only for the thrills, but for self realizations also.

I don't want to visit places covered in concrete and beautiful buildings making up the scenery. I don't wanna go out of town or country and proceed to luxury entertainment and hotels. I wanna go out on places with less people, and more nature. Camping, fishing, hiking, and running out there. Somewhere like Alaska, or Australian desert, or the Himalayas, or even the forests of Northern America. Someday, I will.

A Moment to Notice

It happened once, an ordinary day going home after work. The streets were busy and I was there, in a jeep in the middle. In the edge of the jeepney where I sitted, opposite accross me face-to-face was an innocent-looking girl about my age. She was wearing her working uniform and she was also on the way home. I looked at her, knowing we were taking turns on sleeping and waking up for a couple of minutes. She has a very beautiful smile. The questions of she having a suitor or boyfriend only appeared to me in a split second, 'cause I knew, we are only strangers. But once in that moment, I had imagined, what if she noticed me the way I noticed her? Would I have enough courage to talk to her? Would it have been a chance to know her? Was it fate, or a missed opportunity? Was it right, or a big mistake? Thoughts like these went up to my consciousness. But all I knew was, she was one of the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I don't know if I will ever see her again. But I'm always hoping, maybe one day, in that same jeepney, on that same rush hour, I will see her again, sitted accross me, quietly just taking a nap.