Viendo me cargo,
los orbes en los zócalos…
De la luz que penetra cada partición.
¿Por qué continúe existiendo?
La oscuridad interminable debe dominar.

I just feel so horribly depressed today. I should be happy but somehow things are not going my way. I have been waiting for the minutes to tick on by, and the ennui is just enervating. Have I lost my interest in the job? It seems that many opportunities have passed me, and everything is too late.

Have I Truly Seen the Landscape...

Or maybe I have been too short-sighted to look at the bigger picture? These days, I can't deny the truth, I have been feeling a bit sluggish about how my life is progresing. Is this how things are supposed to be--everything crawling at a snail's pace that I feel that I'm losing my cool? I believe that the future can never be bleak unless I picture it to be--yet it seems that opportunities are not commonplace, or am I just too impatient?

I have been trying to calm down my jitters through books, but I have this gnawing feeling of emptiness. The fight is still on...

My Own Strange Tale on Rizal

Finally, I was able to post this comic...