This is what I live for. Semblances of isolation. Adventure. A sense of taking control over my life, instead of rolling with life’s punches as everyone expects it to roll. It’s cliche, but it never really is about the destination – it’s how you take your strides, how you inevitably fall down, and how you manage to pick yourself up from your pieces and move on..

  • z

    your blog is so nice

  • dima

    i get the isolation bit. last month, i went up pico de loro in cavite. though i was with my cousins, just being up there felt like i was leaving everything behind, anxieties and desires. it’s great! everyone should try it out. peace!