dreaming of distant comfort

This had been another rough day. I woke up as early as 6.30 am and had been awake ever since. It's Monday, and as usual, it was manic. I had to toss whatever I could pull out from the closet into my tote. I had to bring some clothes to the pad because I am anticipating a really hectic work week.

I was correct. Monday, indeed, started busy. I had a lot to cope with, since I just came from a one-week escapade. So i have to face the consequences of my absence. I am praying that tomorrow everything will be alright.

Boracay, is it too far away?