iron mountain….a desolate place in the upper peninsula of Michigan….my peace after my New York ordeal….i’m enjoying my stay here….been here for six days already….and i am happy sitting by the lake during these afternoons of springtime….not a lot of flowers like new york…it is more of towering evergreens and wonderful views of the mountains….much like a pristine place from my past…. this place brings me back my sentiments….miss ko na din anilao….kanlungan…best place in the world….i miss buge, dahl, che, debbie, ods, dave, edsel, pierre,andre, armilyn and everybody…i miss our afternoon bumming .. and our happiest nights together….blue marlin….liempo….fundador….balsa….gipsy kings….i miss the smell of suncreen….sea….that’s why i wear sunscreen when i go to the lake here….