It’s supposed to be a cold, quiet night conducive to reflection, but the sound of rain , adds up to some noise, but makes it much more a reflective night.

I believe that I have survived the rainy days just fine, despite the occasional outbursts of discontent. Oh, I just so want more brighter and jollier days. I miss the gorgeous sunsets of Boracay that seduces me to stay in it forever.

I believe that a few more months’ worth of sleepless nights and nonstop working would take me there in no time. In order to escape this season’s gloomy and melancholic chants to my ear, I chose myself to drown , not in the sound of rain, but in the sounds of keyboards, phone calls, lively chatters with my newfound friends, and whips of the makeup brush. I just wish that my mind would fill itself with so much stuff that there would not be any space left for the idle mind to wander.
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