Today I had a long walk. It’s been a while since I’ve done that. The past months, I have been driving around most of the time and relying too much on luck to come across something interesting. It has not be easy to find something positive to talk about of late. Too much politics and plundering, and the government has not been transparent with the monetary aid intended for those affected by super typhoon Haiyan. And the government has been and still is dragging its feet with the rehabilitation. As for the survivors, there are those who are moving on and taking action, and there are those who have decided to wait for things to happen. The latter was the reason for my growing disinterest in doing these photo walks, that’s why I had to take a walk to remind myself that I shouldn’t make sweeping generalizations. I shouldn’t be standing in front of the “car”, especially when the driver has her eyes on the cartoon show playing on the mobile device on the dashboard. The local ice cream maker. He is one of those who have moved on and is back to his trade. There is no need to mention that he has lost almost everything. Almost everything, except hope. That’s a kitchen sink they’re making, to go with everything. The regular laundry on Sundays. Somebody has to do it, myself included. Watching, waiting, wondering, or perhaps wistful. Every dog has its day (off). Watching Sunday morning cartoons in the living room/dining room/bedroom. Cousins doing an errand together. I can hear Bruno Mars’ The Lazy Song. Somebody badly needs a shave, and it’s neither the barber nor the skinhead sitting in the barber’s chair.