Since the days leading to the government’s closure on April 26, I’ve been trying to share glimpses of what is most often construed as a charmed life sprinkled with magic dust—but peppered with concrete rubble dust. Thus is the biting reality of life on an island in transition. It is a bipolar existence with peaks and lows, moment to moment. In a word, it is exhausting, emotionally.

Dario-Santiago, F. (2018, July 8). What my Boracay is like now-like a bipolar existence. Philippine Daily Inquirer, pp. C1, C3.