Kiamba Timpuyog Festival: T’Boli, Hanging Coffins and Tuka Marine Park

My everyday thoughts are composed of YouTube video clips of cenobites, Blade and Rambo cheating death a lot of times, and love, in its complex form. It’s always a struggle between staying relevant and cuddling in my bed. But most of the time, I stay at home, as though I am that woman hiding in the patterns of a yellow wallpaper, struggling for freedom. I am free yet I am fascinated by the idea of not being free.