listen to yourself

Joyride. started out back when I was in college. To-and-from school would, given the awful rush-hour traffic in Manila, take about 2 hours; and those lonesome journeys afforded me introspective journeys of my own.

I was young and, rather than inconveniencing my ever-busy parents, I tried to make sense of the world in those peaceful hours marooned in the middle of an urban sea of quiet strangers.

These catalog those thoughts, and the life that snuck-up in between. 8 years and counting.