MUSING
A curve can be a camouflage belying what is ahead. A curve can be a threat, alarming one it is a cliff racing to infinity. A curve can be an appetizer, making one long for more. A road curve can be a signal, telling it is a new town yet again, it is Boljoon.
Hi there, I’m Jona! I’m in my early 30s and is currently based in Ha Noi, Vietnam.I primarily write poetry and short stories in Cebuano and lengthy travel essays in English. Blogging has become an outlet to think out loud. I live the life I set for myself. I try to live an unapologetic life. For collaborations, projects, and other things, please email me at backpackingwithabook@gmail.com. Find me somewhere else!
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hi jon, nipauli rapud ka sa cebu ani unya gabii na? or didto raka natulog sa boljoon?
Dan! Ningsimhot ra kog upat ka towns, Dan, nya balik ra dayon sa syudad.
Regards ko ni Kikit 🙂