my space

 before i said goodbye to my mt luho home. here's a quick tour of the prettiest apartment i have ever lived in. a sampling of what my (now defunct) early mornings were like in the mountain island.

                                                    it was a rainy 630am

was all showered and ready to start another day at work

  

                                 but as soon as i was done with breakfast

                                the weather just pressed on a little harder

                     i decided to have a little post breakfast read

                                        to pass away the time

 

                                        and yes camwhore a little


i miss having my own space. i have been back home in this dirty city for two months now shacking up with my mother and brother. they're alright i'll tell you and my cats have now recognized me already. but just recently i had an interesting personal experience--that unknowingly had deepened things into perspective on this side of the fence. isn't awesome how some things can make you feel like you've come home or wake up to a whole new world? i sort of know what to do now more. i suppose i would like to have my own space again. here in Manila perhaps or somewhere else in the Philippines, maybe back in Boracay or elsewhere in the world. hopefuly it would be as pretty as my apartment loft (more pretty pictures from my phone to come--now where did i put that damn cable?...). But for now I'll hang around and work til I can save up enough to support my next "big" move.


and it feels like its just around the corner ;)