I mean, come on. Who likes to wake up in a picturesque tiny home so you’ll be forced to go out of your veranda (which is fabricated in front of a majestic sunrise) to the view of the lush orange trees rolling out from a distant? Oh, and not to mention having to savour the …
The 39°C wind is saying hello to my body as I start writing this. Am I already in hell? Oh no, it’s summer again. And not to mention seeing Halo-halo and Mais Con Yielo being sold 2 blocks away from my house. Summer is here. And it’s freaking here to stay.