Wearing my black witch's hat today,

Rose 11:00 AM. I met Death in the street on my way to the hawkers' center. A black hearse laden with white flowers pulled out from Barrio Panopio en route to the district cemetery. Aling Elvie, who owns the snack stand, not only informed me that the deceased was a 50-year-old police retiree, she also said that someone else on Planas II died. 

The air is still. It will most certainly rain soon. There is no traffic on P. Tuazon Boulevard because it is a Sunday. In the meantime life goes on, but death goes on too.