There was a cold breeze last Sunday, the day of Paquiao's fight. It felt good, like it was meant to be on that moment. Then I relaized, yeah, it's December. Christmas time. Of course it's meant to be cold.

Then I remembered that it was the one thing I missed during last years Christmas season. It was hot then, and made the season missing something.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

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