Dew Drops 0323H 2013 01 18

It is 3 o'clock in the morning... I just finished the last of my overdue articles. My eyes are aching yet I still cannot sleep. The laptop is getting hotter and cooled by the AC right by my side. I bet it is cold outside as it is here inside. I tried to browse some stuff here in my folders and found this old picture of me and my friends way back in Caritas Mariae DWRV 98.3 FM in Naga City.

 

To be honest, I don't really recall having this photo taken... but thanks to P2T for uploading this to our (Old)Youth of The Franciscans of the Immaculate Facebook group page. So far, this is the only proof that I was once a Disc Jockey... Memories came surging through from all those years in the radio. I must say, it played a major role in developing my self confidence to express and be heard.

I miss the days gone by... I was young then...so very young then...

Cityscape...

I was awakened by an uncanny urge to unload my bladder...

The clock has only struck four in the morning... the AC has turned itself off and I think I was fully awakened and need to warm my stomach a bit. It only took about three minutes for the electric heater to stop and another minute for me to complete my coffee - yummie!

It is still dark and a bit cold. I took a towel and wrapped it around my back as I walked out the garden... the air is cold and I still smell Christmas or must I say the monsoon ... I took a sip or two and suddenly started missing a used to be familiar scent... it will take a bit long before I could again enjoy the sweet morning smell of the rice field in bloom... I looked at the sky and my sight hindered by the remainder of the ten-storey condo.

Yeah, I used to see towering coconut and mango trees slightly waving at gusts of the morning breeze... but I know I'll get used to this.

I headed back to my unit and took my last sip... I'll pull through - I told myself as I let out a sigh and glanced towards the sweet slumbering lady cuddling her little bear...