Once more, unto the breach, dear friends

Had I not seen the Sun
I could have borne the shade
But Light a newer Wilderness
My Wilderness has made --
-Emily Dickinson

It's strange, isn't it, how sometimes something that's supposed to illuminate casts a shadow instead, veiling by the very act of exposing, engendering confusion instead of clarity. How is it that light can sometimes seem to conceal the truth? Damn Bless all poets; they make us delve into the depths of our minds and souls.

The girlfriends and I are flying down south a few hours from now. I will thus be missing in action for a few days. We'll be taking part in a fiesta, stuffing our faces (because fiestas in Philippine provinces are gastronomic orgies, you see). Going to a couple of islands, soaking up the sun's rays, bathing in the sea, generally just lazing around -- these are pretty much the items on our agenda. I'll post pictures when I get back.

Pictures. All of us have them in our minds, playing in a mad slideshow that refuses to stop. It can be fun, it can be exasperating. Depends on your mood and the images, really. Aarrrgghh, stop me. I'm just so looking forward to basking in the sun on islands I've never been to.



I am ♥ing this song so much, and not just because it was covered by Coldplay and REM's Michael Stipe. I think it rocks. It's for you. And for me.

Have a great weekend, everyone! Stay safe. Don't do anything I wouldn't do (which is plenty since I'm probably the biggest wuss there is, was, and will be this side of the world). I'll be back online around Thursday (my time) next week. Ciao!