Lisbon, Portugal (by acampm1)
San Antonio
Zambales
Shakespeare
I had a leather-bound travel notebook. I doodled in it. Had notes, thoughts, memories. I don’t know where it is now. I think it’s in Manila or I prolly left it in the US. Anyway, I only got to religiously write in it a few times (few meaning 3 or 4 days). Most of the time, I just left my thoughts in my head. My illegible handwriting - illegible is an understatement, is prolly one of the reasons why. But in all honesty, I really think it takes time and dedication to put things together, like how you remembered them. Like how I don’t get to post stuff here. I will catch up. Just going through something right now..