An Afternoon With A Keysmith

Last Saturday, I found myself navigating the narrow streets of Pasay on my way to pick up some gear I needed. As I made the right turn that led to the store, I saw that the siomai vendor had already started making his rounds, and that he was flanked by a fishball vendor - a rare appearance in those parts. The image of a siomai and fishball feast as well as the subsequent growl in my gut quickly led me to screech the car to a halt by the side of the road.
After having feasted on my sweet fill of pork (at least I’ll assume it qualifies as pork in one form or another - the alternatives are pretty disgusting) and fishball goodness, I returned to the car, but lo and behold as I tried to start it, the key refused to turn in the ignition switch. I pushed, pulled, pleaded and prayed for the next 45 minutes, but it seemed like all was doomed.

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Separation

These past few months, I've noticed an increasing number of entries to this journal that I've kept private for one reason or another. I am a very opinionated person, and I write to record these opinions and to release any emotions in me, of whatever nature. Sometimes I react to current events in the country or in the world. Sometimes I muse over an idea, principle, or experience. Other times, I write for the sake of art.

Apart from writing, I also use the journal to post images that have caught my eye. I see beauty all around me everyday, and I make use of the internet to share this beauty with everyone around me.

I've felt an increased conflict within me to promote certain posts, and hide others. With that, I have decided to give my online psyche another home. I've created another blog, which shall from today house my uncensored opinions and literary creations of the more artistic nature (which, ironically, was what I originally set out to do here). This one I shall maintain as a photo-centric blog and experiential journal which, I think, necessitates a name change.
Edit (May 9, 2011): Name changed.

So what's that other blog's address? I'm not telling. At least not just yet. I'm still populating it. All in due time.