So lonely. Life in escalante is awfully boring and dull. I heard mass and Fr. Tope celebrated it. He even mentioned the parish program that supports the probationers and parolees.

Later on, I walked through the streets hoping to find a familiar face but there was no one to expect. No cheerful smile to greet, no one to exchange ideas with. Except my clients. Clients during working days, clients during a lonely weekend.

Marco had his tantrums again this afternoon. He cant bear the distance or the few hours that were not together. People call me crazy to maintain this kind of relationship. But my heart is not a slate of paper where i can easily erase all emotions i have nurtured for him.

Darn i cant think. This woman over the counter is so noisy shouting in an internet cafe. She reminds me that im in escalante, a remote place almost away? from civilization.darn i cant think.

tis such a lonely place. I hope i can work out my relationship with marco. I miss manang anna and jarrie or my family. i just keep on missing till i have no one left to miss.

klouise danced at 6:54 PM