Endings, Beginnings

Outside, the sound of noisy chickens trumpets an aura that seems so provincial. Listening to it exude a patina of calmness and makes you think as if you are living inside of the iconic paintings of Amorsolo. Truth be told, listening to it conveys one clear message: it’s a brand new day.

The sun just kissed the eastern sky when I grabbed a pen and started to write whatever comes to mind. One book I’ve read authored by Ricky Lee said that early mornings are truly the best time to write flowingly whatever that comes to mind. This is one of those mornings when straight from the bed, I’ll immediately go to the table and scribble until it’s time to go.