Peaceful Trouble

As it was then, so it is now. The family is moving to Bulacan today. I'll be staying behind snucking under the welding table at night fending off my nocturnal night crawlers. Turning points are a reason to ponder the choices you will make from here onwards. I have plans, but that's just about the extent of what I can do on my part, I move only in the direction given to me.

What better way to enjoy a long ride than to stop and smell the dirt road?
Stalled for two hours alone somewhere in La Union.