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Evenstarlight: Chronicles of a Life in Progress

English - Life, Love, Journey
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Evenstarlight · 4M ago

A tribute to real men

Just something positive to let men know that they are appreciated, and to remind ladies not to settle for less. Filed under: Etcetera, For you, Future Mr. Right, Swirl of Thoughts Tagged: characteristics of a good man, masculinity, men vs boys, real men, true masculinity
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Evenstarlight · 6M ago

Daring to desire

I’m back in Dumaguete, back on the path that I took a detour from when I went to Cuyo. When I re-enrolled in the university, one of the teachers that I trusted enough  to talk to about my bipolar disorder kept reminding me to go slow, to not take on more than I can handle. [...]
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Evenstarlight · 6M ago

Daring to desire

I’m back in Dumaguete, back on the path that I took a detour from when I went to Cuyo. When I re-enrolled in the university, one of the teachers that I trusted enough  to talk to about my bipolar disorder kept reminding me to go slow, to not take on more than I can handle. [...]
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Evenstarlight · 8M ago

The Cuyo Detour ends

A ship’s horn blows in the harbor, a long, melancholy sound, piercing through the rain until it reaches me as I curl up in bed. It is the same ship that brought me here more than two months ago. It is also the same ship that will bear me away in four fleeting days. I [...]
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Evenstarlight · 8M ago

The Cuyo Detour ends

A ship’s horn blows in the harbor, a long, melancholy sound, piercing through the rain until it reaches me as I curl up in bed. It is the same ship that brought me here more than two months ago. It is also the same ship that will bear me away in four fleeting days. I [...]
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Evenstarlight · 8M ago

It’s time to fly

On July 28, I was captivated by the sight of a kite surfer leaping among the waves as his kite soared high against the setting sun. One month later, I found myself harnessed to a trainer kite, savoring the thrill of playing tug-of-war with the wind. I knew then that I’d been earthbound for too [...]
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Evenstarlight · 8M ago

It’s time to fly

On July 28, I was captivated by the sight of a kite surfer leaping among the waves as his kite soared high against the setting sun. One month later, I found myself harnessed to a trainer kite, savoring the thrill of playing tug-of-war with the wind. I knew then that I’d been earthbound for too [...]
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Evenstarlight · 9M ago

I’m daydreaming again. There’s just something about this place that makes dreaming so easy.

I can see it now, babe, our life together. Like the first morning I wake up with you. There will be that odd feeling at first, you know: disorientation. Something’s different, I think to myself behind closed eyes, still sleepy but puzzled. Then it dawns on me. “Oh my God,” I gasp out loud. ”I’m marr
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Evenstarlight · 9M ago

I’m daydreaming again. There’s just something about this place that makes dreaming so easy.

I can see it now, babe, our life together. Like the first morning I wake up with you. There will be that odd feeling at first, you know: disorientation. Something’s different, I think to myself behind closed eyes, still sleepy but puzzled. Then it dawns on me. “Oh my God,” I gasp out loud. ”I’m marr
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Evenstarlight · 9M ago

Island time

An old man sets his traps among the mangroves, praying for a good catch. It is an ancient craft, the weaving of baskets, the luring of crabs with expertly baited traps. He does this in a siran, a salt bed, unused and flooded with sea water during the rainy season.  During the summer, the siran [...]
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