Hopeless romantic me
This was not a good day to be from Parañaque. The traffic going to and from work almost shattered my already dented soul. But as if on cue, the gods, while on a break, in a casual game of cards, wine and cheese on the table, took a special notice of me and thought, Let's make that miserable and miserably-dressed lady smile.
After three hours of being on the road, waiting for transportation, inhaling pollution, and taking the wildest route on earth, I came home to this:
After three hours of being on the road, waiting for transportation, inhaling pollution, and taking the wildest route on earth, I came home to this:
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A letter from a dear friend. |
Haha! Am glad to bee of service, my lady! (Curtsy) How are the post offices? Hope, they're not only a few years left.
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