Uy! Bagong Entry!
When things spiral way out of control I can only thank God because He gave me sense of humor. Happy new year, everyone.
At a point which had to be the very point, in the place of my sign, there was a shapeless scratch, bruised, chipped abrasion of space.I had lost everything: the sign, the point, the things that caused me--being the one who had made the sign at that point--to be me. Space, without a sign, was once again a chasm, the void, without beginning or end, nauseating, in which everything--including me--was lost. - Italo Calvino