Slumbering Swashbuckler. I remember having very vivid dreams as a child – flying through the skies, fighting off monsters, and exploring alien lands. As an adult, I don’t think I dream as much or remember as much of the dreams that I do have. Dreams are a lot scarier when you’re older. There are plans to be made and goals to be met. And the risk of failure always looms over your head. But this shouldn’t stop us from dreaming. There is something that we can learn from our 6-year old selves — Don’t be afraid to fly. You’ll figure it out. Just believe you can.
Saying Goodbye. As the year came to an end, not only were there fewer people at the mall but there was also a gradual stripping away of the its Christmas adornments. And even when it is still weeks away, you can already spot Sinulog-themed merchandise in a few shops here and there. I haven’t immersed myself in the holiday cheer quite yet, but it seems that it’s already time to move on.
‘Tis the Season (for Arroz Valenciana). Whether I can fully get into the spirit of the holidays (which is a hit-or-miss affair), I always look forward to partaking of one of my favorite dishes come Christmas (or in this case, the New Year). It is one of my go-to comfort foods, which is strange since I remember discovering this hearty dish as an adult. Even when the year ends badly, I can always count on good food at the end of it.
*For this photo-a-day project, I will be posting thrice a week. Photos shot from Monday to Wednesday will be posted on Thursday, photos from Thursday to Saturday will be up by Sunday, and my selection from Sunday will be posted on a Monday.