Category: story

  • For Giving

    For four long years, a palpable silence hung between my eldest son, Vincent, and me—a silence forged by words that cut deeper than anticipated. It began with hurtful remarks during a tumultuous period when I was striving to support him in his endeavors. In response, I made the difficult decision to sever ties, stating plainly…

  • Crumbs

    I’m a skeptic when it comes to what lies beyond our reality, but I’m always surprised when synchronicity kicks in. It gives me faith in the collective and a strong connection to not just the living, but those who have lived. It’s a constant reminder that energy cannot be created or destroyed. There are those…

  • Vegas with Luna and Sezar in our hearts

    I thought I woke up on Christmas Day, only to find myself being choked in what I guess is sleep paralysis. Everything was in color, except for the man who was void of any color, almost as if I was seeing him in black and white. He stood at the foot of my bed with…

  • Friendship

    Friendship is not a competition, but some people make it so.   For the past three years, the death count of lives I’ve lost has surpassed 20 and I just stopped counting after that.  I didn’t want to turn those lives into a statistic.  Each life lost was a stab in my heart, and it never…

  • Another Lazy Update

    Yet here I am, back in this familiar space, dusting off the cobwebs and reminiscing about the these past few months. It’s funny how life has this way of pulling you in a myriad of directions while you’re busy making other plans. The weddings were a celebration of love, two beautiful unions that brought together…

  • A Pause

    A few days ago I drank coffee, and I am still feeling the crash. I should learn from my mistakes, but after a while I forget, especially when the coffee is free. No matter how early in the morning I drink it, I get wired and tired, but I stay up all night. Note to…

  • 2600 Days

    Last year I met a some cool hackers like Glitch and MU1500. I also reconnected with a friend who I just recently found out was into it. I miss the 2600 days when a bunch of us would meet at Regents on the first Friday of the month and then meet up again for brunch…

  • daiso

    Sometimes I wonder if I follow the world or if the world follows me. Synchronicity is a common thread in my life.  Sometimes I start something in my own head and the next thing you know, it’s just out there and not only that but manifold, like that time I went deep inside myself, peeling…

  • Labels

    I recently had a coversation with a friend about relationships, to which my friend discussed his disinclination of labels, which made me think about labels as it relates to language. Today, describing gender in our society has evolved in our language. We now have blanket terms like non-binary, which pretty much describes what I have…

  • Thirty

    He didn’t look well yesterday and his throat was hoarse, but he made it to the gardens anyways for the Lunar Year celebration. Mother said it was because he wanted to see us. I said it could also be because he didn’t want to waste the money. Mother said he didn’t pay because he was…