One of these days, I’m going to get caught. I just believe it. I trust it. I know it. And when that day comes, the only thing that I’ll be sure of is that I will not know what I’m going to do and how I’m going to react.
These past few days have been a mix of good and bad feelings. I can’t explain myself. Really, I can’t.
I just learned last night that Joe’s father passed. I feel sorry for him, but knowing Joe, he is handling it pretty well. I mean, anyone who would be in the same situation would have no other choice.
He tells me he’s okay, as long as he doesn’t stop.
Yes, don’t stop.
Walang panahon para tumigil.