and the never ending seasons

hello summer. 

From where my husband is, winter’s already over – based from his stories, it was a tiny bit longer winter than the past winters. He said winter could put a gloom into someone. I don’t know what he meant, I haven’t experienced winter before. Tropics and monsoon – that’s all i have.

But yes, another season is over. And yes, your guess is right, no visa yet pour moi. Hindi uso ang express passes at whirlwind romances sa mundo ng mga nasa embassy. In other words, there’s no word yet from them about our application.

I hate to be melodramatic, but, when you wait, it feels like you gather up all your power and your strength, put them in a jar and then afterwards, put a lid on it . Like most lids, they are going to expand after some time; all contents would come pushing and pushing, until there’s no more strength to push. But the lid still, and as always, remains shut. It exhausts us, and it breaks down our every spirit.

Have you felt that before?

And then all the seasons come and go — summer begins, and then it rains, and then it snows once again.

Here you are still– left with the thought of when.