Remembering Ondoy.

Unable to squeeze out any creative juices needed to finish the two paintings that I was supposed to finish yesterday, I decided to clean the floor. Only after doing so that I realize, this was the same thing my brother and I were doing 365 days from now. Indeed, it has been a year since I let my rubber shoes soak of flood waters just to get my self home.


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