More than a couple of months since we parted. That isn't even a sentence, I know--guess I'm a little lazy to shell out another spiel of verbal antics. haha Man, when I look back, some of my entries were just so convoluted, I was practically talking out of my ass already haha But right now, ehem.. Honesty IS the key, a lovely fern enthusiast once said. So if this is any good to write about or read, it really isn't about the words or me being spent.

The times, they are a-changing, Bob Dylan said. Translate in my situation, it's been scampering on a treadmill goin 75 kph--heck I wouldn't have change hurled at me in any other way than this, believe me. There are these feelings that loiter around yet faded like maong you can get for 30 pesos depending on your pitch in a thrift shop and there are feelings that that's led me down some spanking new avenues of relief. Okay, so they loiter.. but they're faded? What the fuck? Sum it up, you get the word 'fleeting.' And that was a summer tale made shortest, for those of you who don't know what the heck I'm talking about. Being in love sure was the blindingly happiest thing that happened to me. No regrets though you got a rear view of the lines you drew on the sand. I fully trust that the best is yet to come. To say that I'm okay to be where I'm at now would honestly amount to 1/23 of an understatement. I used to think that so much crap would surround me sometimes that it's hard to get some logic running in my head, a logic I know can trust myself to handle. Complex? Nah.. It's really just a truce to my own self. In time, I got to appreciate that "crap that surrounded me"-- man, it wasn't even crap at all. It was the many situations I was put in that would've led me to move on easier but I just sped away from it all. Crap's never made this much sense to me. It's cool and this time, there isn't some song in the background.
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Busy weekend comin along. gigs, jams, sleep