As I am typing these words in the silence of our home, a thousand Filipino families are grieving for the loss of their own homes, or even worse, of loved ones. While my lazy ass sits comfortably on this couch, a lot of Filipinos, here in Metro Manila and somewhere up North, are sleeping in make-shift beds in severely congested evacuation centers. Why then, am I spending my time here, while all the world tells me to get up and do something? I dunno. Maybe, just maybe, somewhere out there, someday, someone lazily surfing the net would be stumble upon my blog and read what I am about to say write type. And maybe, they'd stretch out their legs and get off their fat asses and eventually do something themselves. Inspired.
I can't finish. I need to act.
I can't finish. I need to act.
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