It's that time of the year again, folks.
The city's too noisy and cluttered for me, and I need to get away. I miss the sound of the waves crashing on to shore. I miss being beside the big blue. I miss having warm sand cover my feet. I'm too white and gross for my own frikkin good.
So it is decided. I am taking a solo trip to my 2nd home. LU's beckoning and I must pack away and heed. Perfect timing because my "mommy" there is in her third trimester (we didn't even know she was pregnant!) and I want to her happily rounded tummy before she gives birth to my "kapatid."
Question is: When?