I am Liwanag, sixteen years of ever-changing seasons. I find bliss in turning my petty thoughts into melodies, and being accompanied by novels. Jesus is the best part of me. Ciao.
As a writer, if someone falls in love with your work, you know they have fallen in love with your mind. Having no idea what your face looks like, they chose your mind. Art may be the only space one can be whole without being seen.