woke up this morning to the beep of my cellphone. a text arrived, greeting me happy new year. and suddenly the yearning became out of control. i cried because i know i left my heart, this time, permanently. my body and soul might be here, but my heart is so many miles away, 13 hours ahead of this time zone.
he once told me that if we're meant to be, we would still be together even in our old age. it is that hope that keeps the love alive. it may be a hopeless aspiration, and we both have a healthy realization that we shall never be, unless a thermonuclear explosion happens, but we can dream, can't we?
i took this photo one morning we met up to jog. in fact, he was the one who pointed the boater to me and chuckled at the 'purple' colour of the boat. i call this 'our purple boat', captured forever. i miss him. and i miss the heat in manila.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
day 691 - lucky shot
Thursday, December 29, 2011
day 690 - serious action
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
day 689 - it snows in toronto
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
day 688 - start your day right
Monday, December 26, 2011
day 687 - Christmas blessings
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
day 681 - panoramic islands
Monday, December 19, 2011
day 680 - under a quirky blue sky
Sunday, December 18, 2011
day 679 - filipino breakfast
this is not in manila; this is from a very nice filipino resto north of toronto. this brekkie consists of garlic fried rice with chopped green onions; scrambled eggs and fried baby milkfish marinated in a mixture of garlic, soysauce, ground black pepper and vinegar. there's a condiment of pickled green papaya. yes, breakfast of champions!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
day 678 - more jala-jala pics
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
day 676 - dart vader
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
day 675 - return of the jedi
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
day 674 - the boardwalk
Monday, December 12, 2011
day 673 - bird attack
at the boardwalk at lunch, a woman threw scraps of food at the water and suddenly out of nowhere these seagulls appeared and swarmed the water. eerie but i managed to take a few shots. turned out it was a set up for her husband who was taking photos of the birds. hah! i'd have called the cops on them had i not gotten a few good shots.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
day 672 - Christmas angel
Saturday, December 10, 2011
day 671 - baby, it's cold outside
Friday, December 9, 2011
day 670 - and for the discriminating palate...
Thursday, December 8, 2011
day 669 - fine herb-crusted atlantic halibut
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
day 668 - late view
i like staying late at the office, and that is not just because i come in late. i just don't want to be jostling with so many people during the rush hours, morning or afternoon. it gives me time to start to unwind from the long work day. it gives me time to think. it gives me time to appreciate what's around me more. i know i miss a lot of things by being late, but i've been early all of my life and now that i have 'adjusted' my time, i enjoy it more. late is still late, one minute or one hour or one day; time that can never be gained back. but it's my time and i will spend it the way i want to, n'est-ce pas?
like appreciating this little Christmas tree at the lobby of our office building. there are more of this around the lobby so there are more to appreciate. this one in particular seems cheerier than the other ones. i'll photograph the other ones when there are less people in the lobby. and that would be on a weekend!
like appreciating this little Christmas tree at the lobby of our office building. there are more of this around the lobby so there are more to appreciate. this one in particular seems cheerier than the other ones. i'll photograph the other ones when there are less people in the lobby. and that would be on a weekend!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
day 667 - i still got it!
there is someone in my life that i associate with the moon and he was such an unexpected part of my holiday last month. he was quite surprised that i still remember that night in school when he sang 'my foolish heart' to me. i was telling him this while winding up our jog one morning at the seaside. he was even more surprised when i told him that he kissed me first one night while we were walking on this very seaside. how could i remember all this, he asked. "i guess, you just don't forget the good things!" forty-some years and nothing's changed, the feelings i mean.
one time, he let out a 'what if it had been you and me?', staring out to the sea, a poignant expression in his face; his wife about ten metres away from us, angst in her face, and myself smiling like a cheshire cat.
"i still got it!" was all i could tell my friend when i got back from the run that morning.
one time, he let out a 'what if it had been you and me?', staring out to the sea, a poignant expression in his face; his wife about ten metres away from us, angst in her face, and myself smiling like a cheshire cat.
"i still got it!" was all i could tell my friend when i got back from the run that morning.
Monday, December 5, 2011
day 666 - hangers on
surprised that (i was told) there had been some snow in november while i was away, and yet i find that some of the trees have not totally shed off their leaves, like this maple on victoria street. leaves are all intact and you have to yank them off the branches. just hanging on for dear life, i suppose.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
day 665 - i'm back; this is how i know...
when you see these canada geese, you know you're home, or almost home. the cackle and the gaggle are just unmistakable, as well as the poopies you have to avoid stepping on - and they're not just little poops, they're freakishly big. don't be fooled by the green grass, for the poops are that colour, too!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
day 664 - good morning, Canada!
the glorious canadian sunrise woke me up this morning. i've had only 2 hours of sleep as i couldn't get to sleep last night, still on manila or san francisco time, maybe. but i will fight off sleep the whole day so i will be too tired tonight and sleep my usual time and shake off this damn jet lag shit. am still woozy from yesterday's flight but i'm almost home. a very ambivalent feeling: wanting to go home and yet wanting to leave at the same time. growing old, i'm sure.
Friday, December 2, 2011
day 663 - on the way to home
Thursday, December 1, 2011
day 662 - an almost titlshift
almost, not quite. or probably not. i don't understand the concept anyway. but i like those bright red leaves on the bushes and there's so many of them along the highway driving from the san francisco airport to castro valley where bff lives.
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california,
castro valley,
red leaves,
san francisco
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