A tent. It's been awhile since I went on a proper camping trip. Haven't been forced to wake up at the crack of dawn because I'll end up frozen if I don't.
Tags:writer's block Current Mood: blank Current Music: Eh Eh by Lady Gaga
Centipedes come to mind. Blackouts are uncommon here, especially at my dad's hometown. When we were visiting last summer, a blackout occurred. As my cousin was getting out of the room, she noticed a huge, and I mean huge centipede crawling inside. Our maid went to look for it, and as the lights flickered on, the centipede crawled out of its hiding place and went straight at her. There was screaming and shouting and total mayhem. We couldn't find anything to kill it; the piece of wood our maid was using was useless. I remember someone grabbing my kid's plastic toy sword in panic just so she could use something to stop it.
where I feel content, comfortable and safe; where I am the happiest and where I can be myself. I haven't found a place where I can really call home yet. But I make sure my baby will feel "home" with me, even if I am a single mom. But for now, home is in my room, by myself, or with my baby; or with the ones I love, my especially my cousins, since I am the most comfortable, the most safe and still have an adventure of a lifetime when I am with them.
I take you as my husband knowing you are not perfect, nor do I claim to be either. But I also know that I will be, and I am, happy when I am with you.
We have gone somewhere only we know.
You are my solace, my balm, my anchor to reality and I have found my corner of the world in you. I am yours, body and soul. Thank you for making a home for me in your arms.
Just the urge to jot this down has been tumbling in my head for awhile. Thats all.
Current Mood: discontent Current Music: Everytime We Touch Slow Version - Cascada
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