In my head

what's in my head now?

I don't know.

There's so much to think about that I don't know what to think about.

I don't think I am making any sense now.

I just want to write something here perhaps.

Bear with me...

I want to say...

uhm... never mind...

Territory (7/18/12)

My brother and I were preaching partners today.
The first picture was taken while we're on our way to a house at the foot of the mountain. We passed by a rice field along a very narrow path which they call locally as "pilapil." The picture isn't showing the pilapil, though.
Can you see my brother in the second picture? He went up the hill. I was too timid to go there so I just took his picture.
About the territory, most of the people we talked to were interested. My brother and I would visit them on Monday. The earlier, the better.

In ruins

No, my life isn't in ruins. Though, it's a bit complicated.

I am in ruins literally. This place used to be a port but a storm left it like this.

My brother brought me here yesterday. He must have seen sadness in my eyes. He was always like that, he would comfort me and cheer me up in his own little way when I feel blue.

Being by the seaside gives me comfort. I can breathe fresh air. I can look at the skies...at the horizon...