You weren't rubbish, but you weren't all that great, either. It's the year of missed chances and horrible timing, of making mistakes and believing in the wrong people, of second-guessing, of rude awakenings, of remnant heartaches, of new heartaches, and of wavering faith. But it's also the year when one in my circle married the … Continue reading Goodbye 2016, you hideous bitch goddess you
Quick, cheap fun
Talcum-powder white sand. Just ignore the horde.
Golden beach, fresh seafood, and cool waters makes up for the 6-hour boat ride, I think.
It was summer. It was fun. And for the first time after a long while I started feeling right again. Not like before, no. But not too wrong either.
All in all, it was an easy and relaxing morning. Perfect for a broken heart seeking comfort from a good friend, good chocolate, and a chilly morning.
I really loved the whole place. It's the "God-if-I'm-filthy-rich-my-house-would-look-like-this" kind of love. The structures are beautiful and interestingly phased, doorways (and yeah, I really have a thing for doors and doorways) are framed by foliage, the gardens beckon you to step out under the sun, and there are corners that compel you to sit and stay a while.
Month one of 2016 saw me on a weekend trip up North with my STORM loves. Good thing about this? I didn't have to do/plan anything. I just paid my share of the expenses and showed up on time. Best thing about this? I got to spend a weekend with some of the funnest, funniest, craziest people I got the privilege of knowing.
To satisfy the need to escape and to avoid recurrence of emotional, uhm, episodes, I have decided to go somewhere or do something (an activity of some sort I wouldn't often do) every month of this year.
Just when everything seems to be making sense, just when my life seems to be going along a great track, my heart l told me to go the opposite direction and I did the most human thing in the world. Overthink. For months.