Did You Ever Feel This Way, Dorothy?

Now, I'm sitting at a coffee shop in a city that raised me. The streets and some of the buildings remained familiar, even if a lot of changes have been made. The Bol- anon accent of the people I overhear resonates the sound of home, yet I am here. Alone. 

And no matter how much I try to pretend that I am in the place where I should feel happy the most, the emotion I have now, is the opposite. 

I hate it.

Family Day

The day was exhausting but it's a good day nonetheless. Spent our company's Family Day with my mom and brother. The place where it was held was full of people and it was freakin' hot, you'd suspect some people have conspired to cremate you alive. 

But then there's always something in people's smiles when they are with people who matter a lot to them. Looking back at the images I saw earlier, now that I am in my room, relaxing while typing a few words. It was beautiful. The presence of my mom and brother, of course had something to do with it. 

 Love this day.