Welcome to the Uncharted

(A Writer’s Compass in the Digital Fog)
Who Am I?
A nameless scribe haunting the crossroads of curiosity and chaos. A collector of half-finished thoughts, midnight epiphanies, and the occasional bad decision disguised as a “creative experiment.” My tools? Words, a restless keyboard, and a caffeine IV drip. My territory? At a farm with liminal neon (doesn’t have to be sunset) sprawl and the quiet hum of a mind that refuses to sit still.
What Do I Do?
I dissect the mundane until it bleeds poetry.
I build bridges between obsessions (see: forgotten history, underrated street food, and the existential dread of mismatched socks) and obsessions (see: you, hopefully).
This blog is my cabinet of curiosities—a place where travel diaries flirt with tech rants, and personal essays dissolve into surreal fiction. Think of it as a fever dream with footnotes.
Where Am I?
Geographically: Somewhere in the Philippines, where tropical storms and Wi-Fi signals battle for dominance.
Metaphysically: Drifting. Always halfway between the person I am and the ghost I’ll become. My roots are here, but my compass spins wildly—toward untranslatable words, unsent letters, and the glow of a screen.
Why Stay?
Because you, too, are a little lost.
Because you crave stories that taste like rain-soaked pavements and sound like a dial-up modem’s scream.
Because the map is blank here, and we’re all just making it up as we go.
Epilogue (Or Prologue?)
“Juan Uno” is not a name—it’s a placeholder. A scribble on a napkin. A question mark wearing casuals. Stick around. Let’s get gloriously lost together.





