Barely Breathing

Have been coping up with so many adventures I have been bumping unto lately. Life is CRAZY; and I am trying my best to not lose my pebbles from the happy wagon. Because of the hustle-bustle of my newly acquired Ortigas life, I am kind of missing out on things (and it’s sad).

I miss writing to let my thoughts flow free.

I miss running and feeling the cold breeze through my skin. (Oh, I miss endorphines too!)

I miss doing something spontaneous because I have all the time in the world to do so.

I miss late afternoon chika sessions over vices.

I miss not being stressed.

Above all of these things I miss…

I miss you.