Weeks later ay hindi ko pa rin natapos ang isang painting na gusto kong tapusin. Something's lacking in it. Ayaw kong pilitin ang sarili kong tapusin iyon. I don't want to paint like a trash because I know people who would buy it deserves the best.
"Hindi ka pa rin aalis?" tanong ni Riche. She came her for me to give me food. May nilakad lang siya at napapunta rito dahil alam niyang ilang linggo na akong nakakulong sa condo ko. I tried divert my mind to something else.
I tried to practice guitar again after years of not touching it. It was good naman but still I can't find satisfaction to whatever I am doing. "I just want to have a vacation, to give my mind a peace for the mean time," sabi ko sa kaniya.
Tapos ko nang kainin ang pagkain na dala niya. "When?" tanong nito. She sit on the
