I didn’t want to write about that shitty debacle at the Dept of Tourism because it has been irritating me no end. PHP 49m gone to corruption c/o presidential relative, if the whispers through the grapevine are correct.
I will get to it later, after my blood pressure has come down—this government is constantly fucking up. I need to shake away the bad vibes before working today.

My sleep last night was checkered so I wasn’t able to wake up early for a walk. But this afternoon I felt the itch because I wanted to see mountains and open spaces.

There’s a big house on top of that hill where you can see the tips of pine trees. When I was about 12 years old, I had a crush on a boy who lived in that house. That hill is called xxx Hill, after their family name because they own a large swath of land there. At that time, whenever I saw this hill, I felt giddy and smile to myself as I was reminded of him. It’s funny looking back thirty-one years later because that boy is now a friend and he married his high school sweetheart who is also a classmate of ours.
Anyway, I picked up my pace and breathed in fresh air. I appreciate the fact that cars are sparse in this 1.5 km stretch. In QC, UP Diliman is the only place I can think of that can offer open spaces and trees. However, it’s still full of cars and it’s such a downer to breathe in car exhaust during or after your exercise.
I walked faster because I was chasing the light.



Might I be the only one
Who sleeps through melodies of morning
while they wake
This chirping lullaby
Brings my little dreams to life
In my sanctuary I become a child
So goodbye to the sun
Goodnight
All pain will be gone for a while
A while, goodnight
Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Three kilometers for 30 mins is not bad. If it weren’t for the bugs that may start eating me alive, I would have continued walking to achieve my goal of buring 300 kcal a day.
Since I only expended a small amount of energy tonight, I was still able to cook chicken teriyaki for dinner.


Finally sleepy.