I was deeply entangled that I want to stay more but everything has an end to start a new journey; nonetheless a piece of my heart will forever yearn until my eventual return. Am I a victim of Siquijor Syndrome? I can't tell, but if so; I am definitely happy to be one of the infected!
I guess we need to redefine the word "strangers" in this digital world we live in.
Like a phoenix’s death to a fiery finish so as Mt. Pinatubo on its eruption; Like the phoenix’s rebirth from ashes so as Mt. Pinatubo’s captivating beauty born from mud-flows and volcanic ashes.