Somehow, you managed to survive another day. The night is so, so young and short. This is the part where you find your usual quiet sweet spot, smoke your Winston Lights, look up to the sky, and pose that all too common obvious question-
“ What the hell happened to me?”
Oo. Yang mamang nakikita mong umiihi sa pader? Normal yan! Aba puta nagtetext pa!!! Eto pa. Yang apat na taong nakasakay sa motorsiklo sabay may baby pang karga yung nanay? Normal yan! Yung babaeng naisnatch yung bag kanina ng tanghaling tapat? Normal yan! Umupo ka dyan. Wag ka magtaka. Walang himala. Wag ka matakot. Andito ako. Wag ka na magtanong. Ieexplain ko sayo. Onga pala, welcome to da Pilipins!
But people, it has come to my attention, live for those few minutes of fame. A few like buttons, gratifying comments from friends or even a shared post feels like an over-caffeinated moment of clarity.
My name is Von. I am the greatest thing since indoor plumbing. I am that from which great minds are formed. I am that tingling sensation women feel when they were high school girls with crushes on guys that act like jerks. I’m that guy who told you I was your friend but actually wished …
“Kilala mo ko. Hindi ko alam kung totoo bang may langit. Di rin naman ako siguradong may impyerno. Di ko rin alam sa tuwing may magsasabi saking masaya sila kung totoo ba talaga o nakuntento lang sila. Magkaiba yun. Ibang iba. Kung mamatay ba ko mamayang gabi mabubuhay kaya ako uli sa anyo ng ibang …