saya no uchi no kachi
hello world. Things here have started to revolve around horses and salsa rueda. Dont worry, I still enjoy moonlit dawns, but wedged firmly in my imaginary world, like a secret handshake. This week, after peeps and stations, I witnessed a mexican cowboy in 3/4 gallop on a crowded major street, along valley blvd. The buck was magnificently red-orange, mane-swaying off beat to the up beat of "la camisa negra". I totally almost drooled, if it were not for mi ardillito chilango. then today had a job interview. it went well. the only reason I can say this with any certainty is because my interviewer's "gentleman friend" called her up thrice during the meeting, each time to investigate on how to cook potato soup. which got us to talking on filipino food and what not.
A day in the life of an ordinary.
A day in the life of an ordinary.