I wanted to write something funny, witty and heartfelt but I've got nothing. I'm at that point where I am neither in love nor in pain. I'm like that deceitful packaging of peanut brittle that they sell in Baguio, full and crunchy on the outside but hollow on the inside. Don't get me wrong. I am not complaining. Getting over the pain is so liberating. I am so relieved I am way pass that stage. It's just that I wonder sometimes, which is worse, being in pain or feeling nothing at all?
