After a day and a half of having break time in the coziest place on the planet which is the home of Don Domeng and Mother Goose, I am leaving today for the nth time for school, and am going to stay in the dormitory far away from home where there is no nagging of care from Mother goose, no joke times from Don Domeng, no sisters to crack my corny jokes to, and no piles of dogs to stumble on and dozens of cats to play with. It’s just like a form of disabling you, like hearing for one sec, and has gone deaf right after the other.
What I only have in my room are two double-deck beds, with no roomates obviously, well unless my sister, Ched, comes to stay during her duties, a closet, a study table and piles of books that keep me company throughout the week.
Yeah. Yeah. I know. I actuallly had given myself a self diagnosis of separation anxiety when it comes to my family.
But what the heck, no matter how quiet it all seems when I’m alone in my lare room, with my nose stuck on my books and sweat crawling down by back, everything turns out to be alright when my phone starts to vibrate and its lights start to blink, with the sound of my favorite saxophone serenading my ears, I rushed towards it, and I know that I’m all back home again. 🙂
Until then guys! Be safe and stay safe! 😀