It's already mid April and I am still confined within the many walls of our office.
Where is my summer escapade?
The I wanna-be traveler mode is crawling its way in my blood.
But… Where to go? What to see? When to go?
My frustration for traveling is eating me up.
I am dying to hear the sound of the waves.
My skin yearns for kiss of the sun in the open waters.
I crave for the tickling sensation given by the powdery white sand.
My eyes desire to only see the greens and blues.
I loathe counting the days and nights till it’s time for me to go and feel my blood rush.