The number

27. This number was a double edged sword for me. It was my room number in Hamburg. It was S's age when he fell in love with me. It's D's birth day. It's also the day I learned he was going to get married. That was 10 months go when John Doe suddenly expired. And now today I learn that N still shares his bed with his wife. I don't want another cat dying on me. I want the tears to stop flowing. I want my rainbow to come out. But all I see are storm clouds in the horizon. Where or when will this end?

Rescue

I met with you one last time a year ago. Who would have thought I would be so broken after that? Who would have thought that I would end up finding someone more deserving but unavailable? I feel that my life was rolling by with my heart getting crushed every time. 

On impulse, I rescue a kitten from Jose Abad Santos St. in San Juan. I was hopeful at keeping him. But it seems that I have to give you up for a better life with my parents. 

Will this always be the story of my life? Forced to give up the things I hold most dear because they were never to be mine in the first place. 

When will this ever end? I am the one in need of rescuing. 

About Time

Tim: [voiceover] We're all traveling through time together, every day of our lives. All we can do is do our best to relish this remarkable ride.