Dear Ewan,

Back in grade school, I used to have a classmate named Ewan, I think his parents spelt it as Euan to avoid having to explain to every Filipino that they didn't name their son "I have no idea." or Eh-wan.

So how are you? I hope all is well. Me? ...Ewan.

It's funny how things can change at such a rapid pace. Of course, this can mean a lot of things or it could mean nothing... But unfortunately or fortunately, this is what has caught my attention right now and this is what I'm choosing to write to you about.

Sometimes, things flip on you and you're just left there going, "Huh? WTF just happened here?". Of course, there are times when so many things just simultaneously happen and you really don't know how to react. You don't even know how to start putting the pieces together so that you can say something that is somewhat coherent.

Sigh.

It's funny. ...What's funny? Ewan. Sometimes there really are no answers... Just ewan.

May problema ba? ...Ewan.

Baket ganyan ka? ...Ewan.

Galit ka ba sa'kin? ...Ewan.

May nasabi ba ako? ...Ewan.

May nagawa ba ako? ...Ewan.

Pwede ba tayo mag-usap? ...Ewan.

Ano paguusapan natin? ...Ewan.

Makulit ba ako? ...Ewan.

Pikon ka na ba? ...Ewan.

Ano ba ito? ...Ewan.

Hoy. I love you. Walang bola. Sumagot ka naman, puro ka na lang ewan.


As Always,
D.