Spaced Out

My work involves a lot of figuring out; a lot of tinkering with words and phrases and paragraphs, shaping them up into a cohesive whole. When I need to unwind, I park myself in front of the television and just veg, watching one mindless thing after another. In one monumental veg out session, my son F and I put on season 7 of Kiefer Sutherland's 24 in the DVD player, and never left the couch until Jack Bauer's complicated day was done. It was awesome! I was pumped up for hours!

That was a couple of months ago. These days, I just cannot seem to find the time to veg. There's always something going on, and with the impending move, things have just gotten a little crazier. And so instead of vegging out, I've found another way to give my brain some downtime: I space out. Yes, sometimes, on my bed, I just lie down and stare at the ceiling. No music. No TV. No nothing. It's really relaxing.

On a recent trip to Cebu, I spaced out in more congenial surroundings. At Z Bar, I found myself sinking in one of the couches, burrowing under a lattice of bamboo twigs. A couple of minutes later, I would be drinking wine with the designer Kenneth Cobunpue, trading jokes with him like we were old friends (I blame the wine and the tasty salpicao). It was all so surreal. Now, that's the kind of spacing out I'd like to have more of.


P.S.This one's for you, V! :)





To the swanky bat cave!





Bat cave take 2





Chilling out





OK, this is not exactly a flattering picture but look at those mirrors! Love!!