Viewing rusty rooftops on Easter Sunday

Never in my life have I hungered for a real break than now. And I believe I really deserve it. After a month of hectic community shift, my body was a wreck! I have to reset my body clock, rest my brain cells, drink 2 bottles of cough syrup (in spoons, I meant), watch Friends in marathon, and appreciate the sun once more with someone to love beside you, whispering how beautiful you look even with morning drools and bad breath, then sleep the whole afternoon and sleep again...

God has touched me in many ways and it's a shame how seldom I realize. But when I open my eyes a bit more, there are actually a million things to remind me -the different colors of the bougainvillas, the green countryside, the black crow, the sea breeze, the quiet moon, the soft pillows and the warmth of her body... are only a few.

I feel light as a feather and I want the wind to take me where it wants me to be while I close my eyes and feel its breeze under my arms.

I'm thinking of what the future may offer -sleepless nights with endless paperworks and gigs, dealing with morons, rainy days with lovers' fight, and then again fights, and lots'a fights, penniless wallets... everything else is possible but I'll be steadfast to where I am right now digging my roots as deep as I can, to hold my ground.