Rainy Days

As the seasons have changed a few days or weeks ago, I feel sad upon seeing that rainy days are occurring more often than it did before. People I know love the rainy days- but as for me, it is a big NO.

I felt bad that as I watched the raindrops fell on the ground, I miss my family and friends. I miss being with Chelle and our never-ending debates about life and love. I miss texting or calling my Mama when I have no jeepneys to ride after our working hours. I miss my Papa's smile when I reach our house, asking me how my day in the work was. I miss my younger brother's hug, Mikee's squeeky voice,Jeram's unkind approach and Teteng's never-ending questions. I miss being back home. Even our dog's bark that I hear in the middle of the night. Our neighbor's conversations. I miss eating "goto" with Mama when we go to the market.

Eventhough I have found a new circle of friends here, part of me still sticks with Chelle's companionship. We may definitely talk long hours everyday through chat, update each other what was new and what is not. I don't know, but I think I'm starting to get bored. I know I'm getting used to the changes, but If I were to choose-- I will still definitely spend my rainy days back home with my family and friends. Full of love, companionship and assurance that had made me a better person now.