MOVING ON

On my way to my part time weekend job this early morning, I was caught in traffic while in my bus on the way to the ferry terminal. The bus driver won't back up to take another route after finding his bus stuck in place and right in front of another bus that was parked in a manner that gave not much space for big vehicles like our bus to get through. We, the passengers, soon found out we had to get out quick and run for the next bus available, which we found at leat a block away. Cursing, I was just so angry about having to run at that early part of the day. I was soon chatting with one of the passengers who would turn out to be the wife of Bill, one of the numerous acquaintances I've met here in NYC the past few years. He's a drunk, and I would soon get confirmation from his wife, who is also from the Philippines like myself, that Bill died at least 7 months ago as of this writing and from complications brought about by his fondness for drinking. Bill's wife, Elena

I copy-pasted the news below from one of the wall postings I saw on my Facebook profile, which instantly caught my roving eye as I would go about my daily tasks for the day. I haven't really heard nor met Swartz who's being mentioned in the news. But I've encountered thru online means the Reddit website he co-created with some fellows. At such a relatively young age, he decided to end his life for reasons only known to him. My reading of the news got me recalling terrible memories of a very close friend who committted suicide when he turned 50 more than 2 years ago. I'm totally touched by the unspeakable thoughts being brought about by all these suicides that continue to take place in our midst, which happen just the same despite best efforts of some to stop the next one. I had been talking with another friend who was telling me on the phone about his suicidal thoughts and I had to garner all my best to distract him. Thankfully, he's kept away from pursuing those pl