I am a writer, or that’s how I think I am. I travel a lot, not that I am rich or anything close. I am just a blue collar worker that saves up for it. This is my obsession and strangers are like a drug to me. They fuel my appetite and my curiosity. They teach me one important thing in life, that I am just an infinitesimal individual in the wide world. My story is extraneous and there are a lot of stories out there that are worth telling the world.
I packed my bags and left home months and months ago. At first it was one of the things that I do without thinking, or you can say it was a spur of the moment. Then I realized that it became an adventure of my life, to sail on to the unknown and start from there. Manila was not totally unknown from me, but the thought of living alone and without a job, it was indeed an unknown.
From here forth, this will be some sort of documentaries of the events and things worth telling here in Manila and my life in general. I am an ordinary person. Ordinary it may seem but I have stories to tell.
So here we go and I hope you keep on following.
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