My trusty old player

I’m at a point where I’m missing OPM. This morning, I turbo-blasted my mp3 player with all the OPM songs I can pack in — from Eraserheads, to Alamid, to Stonefree, to even Nina.

I still consider myself lucky, though, that more or less I’m surrounded by Tagalog words (sometimes I even get to eavesdrop on Bisaya conversations). I didn’t realize the power of words until I sensed a wave of sound drown out how outlandish I felt.

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