After days of empty heat, dry sweat, lonely shadows… life would suddenly change. It’s been months since I last opened my silent blog. I missed my own words - the words that somehow complete my emptiness.
I was crossing the streets of Buendia and Ayala. I saw old ghosts, then smiled at pleasant memories. I missed working in Makati and all the people and loiter spaces I left behind. Like some romantic scene in a Korean-drama, I was falling in love with the rain. It’s raining again in Makati. the gloom I found before suddenly came back. Damped.
