Tag Archives: Reflection

The illusion of material discontentment

This realization came to me when I was riding on a car with the family of my tutee. They brought me along to a birthday dinner of a relative in downtown Davao. I was in the backseat with the children. And so I could overhear some bits of the grownups’ seemingly ordinary conversation.

It went like this (non-verbatim):

“You know George? He got a [Ford]  Everest”

“So I heard. Everest looks damn fine. I think I may need to upgrade this car. (chuckle)”

The last line hinted a sense of need and a slight urgency to meet the said need. And that was when I felt it was kind of wrong.

If one doesn’t have a car, or any convenient-bordering-luxurious gadget, she likely won’t need to upgrade it. Because there’s basically nothing to upgrade.

Meanwhile, I hear many other people (both offline and online) wishing for new phones, new tablets, or new cars even if they still have those fully functional units at their disposal. This makes me question if there’s even a real need to quell these urges to get all the new and guaranteed improved versions of these things.

Are we a little too unappreciative of what we have?

We want convenience, yet when we are granted it, a new problem always arises. What was once useful and wished for is soon regarded as something less wanted. People look forward to what’s yet to come, as if what’s in their hands hardly matters.


P.S. This isn’t something I’d say would be an “in general” sort of behavior. This is just a tiny observation of me. Contrary opinions are welcome, of course.

3-sentence story: Hollow

Silence invites introspection. Even if there’s nothing much to see inside, tears start falling.

W-where do they even come from?

I’m quite the lurker

I’m quite the lurker in Facebook (and some other SNS, for that matter except for Twitter), reading other people’s stories. No, not the irrelevant captions on selfies. True to life stories of real people. Those who have been hurt and still hurting. Those who have faced cruelties in their past committed by fellow humans and are still haunted by these hideous acts in their dreams, and/or perhaps when looking at oblivious passersby. Continue reading I’m quite the lurker

Twenty-first Birthday Midnight Thoughts

August 5th 2015, 00:33

This day marks the twenty-first year I have spent breathing and doing the essentials and pointless stuff. And it’s also my first birthday. The first birthday I’m going to spend without my father. He’s already gone ahead. Continue reading Twenty-first Birthday Midnight Thoughts

I’m tired…

… of this fake, superficial tourism.

Continue reading I’m tired…