
When I Look Up at the Night SkyWhen I got off the bus on the evening of December 2, there was a single tricycle waiting at the entrance of the provincial road that would lead me home. Its LED lights shined brightly as the driver waited silently in the dark. I approached him and asked, Can you bring me to Sitio…
The Long Walk

The Long Walk
Footprints from a philosophical and contemplative life.
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