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following plans to go to sagada one rainy weekend of may, and the heartbreaking cancellation that followed (because of cosme), i'm not sure if the last weekend of summer will be accomodating to a few kind souls who want to see sunny skies 13 hours away from the city.
but tenacity isn't without its virtues. and packing, i think i've gotten the hang of it.
now i just need to tell boss.
sagada, you will be my last summer hurrah. i have stopped expecting, but im hoping you're as beautiful as i saw you in my dreams.
but tenacity isn't without its virtues. and packing, i think i've gotten the hang of it.
now i just need to tell boss.
sagada, you will be my last summer hurrah. i have stopped expecting, but im hoping you're as beautiful as i saw you in my dreams.