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That grounded feeling
The thing about seeking professional help is it can make you reliant on your meds. The thing about this statement…
2 days ago
My finest treasure
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on November 1, 2005. All throughout my childhood years, my father…
4 days ago
Passion and paychecks
In my dauntless years, I swore to myself that I should never let my passion become a slave to money.…
6 days ago
A little bit more
I paid with a card and waited for the short receipt. My grocery cart is just halfway full. A switch…
1 week ago
Life doesn’t pause for death
The day my father died was nothing short of ordinary. A Sunday afternoon in June, with gray skies hanging low,…
1 week ago
The return
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on October 25, 2005. When I see old childhood friends in…
2 weeks ago
One out of 11,000
There is inherent skepticism among those who perceive education as merely a way to produce skilled but mindless workers for…
2 weeks ago
They’re getting old
A few days ago, my grandfather visited me and brought some rambutan and lanzones (longkong) fruits. I offered him coffee,…
2 weeks ago
Behind the shadows
In a world where social hierarchy persists, societal barriers often overshadow individuals of small stature. From an early age, as…
2 weeks ago
Fighting fire
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on October 18, 2005. Last month, I came home to the…