Bye!

You are the first to go among my permanents and wisdoms.

You've been a great tooth. I'm sorry I wasn't able to care for you enough. I should have brushed and flossed deeper and harder for you.

We shared your pain these past days. I ran a 10-km race loaded with amoxicillin and mefenamic acid because of the pain you were going through. 

But I never hated you even you cost me hours of sleep and gave me memories of unbearable pain. I just understand that our time together has come to an end.

Dr. M. Ibarra did a wonderful job of making our separation quick and easy. I might have nightmares of the sounds you made while you were being pulled off, but I will find peace that we've had an amazing time together.

Farewell, lower left wisdom tooth. Be free in tooth heaven.

Need for speed

After 7.9K kilometers, it's time I change Meri's drivetrain.

I need her to go faster without raising cadence. My muscles can now generate heavier output, but somehow I can't make it twitch faster.

Solution: Go 3x to take advantage of the larger chainring.

New (old) drivetrain reveal soon!

Reel wisdom

Amazing how the right words come when I don't even know I need them...

"The hardest pill I had to swallow this year:

Just let things be,

Let people go,

Don't fight for closure,

Don't chase the answers,

And don't expect an explanation."

- Let Things Be, by @creatingwonders

New BTW buddy

It was love at first... fold.

This oldie but goodie will be my bike-to-work (BTW) buddy soon. Just a few more tweaks to make it EDSA-ready.

My trusty Archness foldie, Midnight, will be migrating to the province to serve wifey.

Aging

"I don't want to get old."

It's that persistent voice in my head again, and it gets really loud every time I'm around old folks.

I hope someday this voice shuts up. 

For now, I use it to scare myself into getting in shape and staying healthy -- watch my caloric intake and cholesterol level, get more sleep, aim for work-life balance, get some cardio, etc.

I don't mind aging, I just pray I stay healthy for as long as I can.

Remembering a great place

Before today, we only communicated in Messenger twice.

The first one was in 2013, and the second in 2021. It took a whole year before she responded to the latter.

Major Jeyn is one of the few Sanctius members whom I still have some means of online connection, thanks to FB and IG.

I rarely communicate with any of them since I stopped playing Perfect World PH in 2011. I just see their FB or IG updates, and react to them every now and then.

But today, while there's a bit of sad news, my brief kumustahan with Major Jeyn took me back to that great place called Sanctius.

Great times with awesome people.

(Random eksenas in the land of Pangu. I was a forever noob who got lucky to be surrounded by awesome players. I will always have great memories of my time with Sanctius.)

Fact or fiction

Last night, I stumbled upon a chance to quantify how much my memory has deteriorated.

I recounted a rather memorable event with my LARGA PH teammates, as simply as I can from my top-of-mind memory, and compared it later to how I wrote about that event here.

It's not looking good. I was only able to accurately recall less than half of the details described in the journal. 

What's worse, I have memories now of details that were not previously mentioned, like that's driver's wife.

How can I tell if my mind is not inventing those missing details now? 

Without my notes, photos, journal entries, or videos, my memory is not something I could count on anymore.

So yes, dear friends, I'm not joking about Memo Plus Gold.

Paalam

Paalam, Grace aka Ash, Gray, Grasya.

Your journey on earth was short, but I hope it was a happy one. Run free in doggy heaven. We'll play again someday.

I will miss you so dearly.