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This is the blog of Ian Rosales Casocot. Filipino writer. Sometime academic. Former backpacker. Twink bait. Hamster lover.

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Thursday, December 11, 2003

You may not notice it by the way I have carried my day, but I am the definition of sadness -- complete with this string of moments going to absolute nothingness (and knowing that is the point), this numbness around my head, and this secret language of pain I see on your face finally betraying what I fear. Last night, the moon was full. Today it rained in sputters, the sun banished once in a while, but never completely. There is somehow no difference between the invading cold and the feverish heat. I am mad, and I am tired.

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