Pancake
It has been a helster-skelter process this past few weeks where they can be categorized as something terminal and cannot be cured. I know how it had been for me going through this in my own confinement and looking back is just coming as I heave a sigh. Everyday I sham every courage to face what’s real and what cannot be real. This were the moments where I enjoy a blank stare to nothingness and a smile casted by a stranger.
If you know where I’m coming from, you will understand me. For some reasons that this may not be an isolated case for some, it is like I’m a fish out of water, galloping in a dry humid air of survival. Yet, I say maybe enough of this..it has caused too much disturbance to my self and my very self. Then I thought there were things I have neglected before that brought so much joy in me. Friends who may be unaware of your constant dilemnas yet they acknowledge your presence and savor each moment you talk while sitting in an al fresco resto, devouring on a pancake each morning served with hot chocolate….brings heaven to me while the cold air fills the night…{romantic}..*sighs
……..pancakes will complete my day from now on……….
