Himig

I missed blogging. I missed a lot of things. I need to update this!!! lol

Went to Penguin last tuesday with my dear Cathy and had a great time seeing old Pinoypoets friends. Sruvaleh was also there playing their music, with now-regular sessionist Kramer hehe. Nandun din sila Rain, Ani, Steph (thanks for sharing with Cathy your knowledge on ehem, massage :D), Jeff, Makoy, Claire, Jonar, Gretch, Van and Maki.

It was cool, Sruvaleh plays this trance-like music/rhythm na sarap sabayan. (If there weren't a lot of people there I would close my eyes and meditate... Seriously! Hehe :D)

So now here I am @ Netopia in Araneta Center, Cubao (how did that old Alexander Agena poem go?... I hate new york cubao!) Well, for all that angst, maganda naman ngayon dito. Gateway's pretty cool too. Anyway, here I am blogging again. And I just thought, I missed writing. in our generation, we take our writing skills for granted, sometimes we forget (or I forgot) that it's really thinking-on-the-go. Writing is actually improvising on the page (or keyboard) - it's an art. And like all art, it's about learning. Like listening to Sruvaleh's music, writing is also a form of listening - listening to the soul, to the mind, to the heart.

O, ha. Pang blogger talaga ;)

Anyway, left my last job quite quickly. Kaya Ronald, huy! Wala na ako sa call center. I was offered a job as manager for a gallery, and I accepted. At least mas bagay. I know, I know. "We told you so." But to be honest about it, I have the deepest respect for TSRs and CSAs - they have one of the most complex jobs in the world. My hat's off to you guys.

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Looks like I have all the time in the world now to make art. Thanks Joseph Campbell. ;)


Namaste!