It’s weird how everyday at work, I write and write about things that aren’t remotely related to me; then when I sit down to finally write the things I really want, they seem harder to come out. I’ve been thinking about this entry since last week but I couldn’t force myself to write.
It’s been six months since I signed my first working contract. It’s been six months since I left unemployment and the millions of uncertainties. It’s been six months since I moved to Makati. It’s been six months since I started work. Besides my longer hair, I can’t seem to think of anything else that has completely or evidently changed. [Read more…]