walking back into my childhood

i don't exactly remember if it was my horoscope that told me to take a walk back into my childhood world or a dream i just had maybe two days ago (its ben hard these days, having been drunk almost every night). the best thing about coming home to that house that only brings me back to lonely memories of christmas was having the power to change this yearly determination.
joaquin, slept in a record-breaking 5-minutes at 11pm. he must have been exhausted from all the travelling. still i am happy that at least i wnt back home with him, i wouldn't have survived it without him around, i owuld have either soked in self-pity of unrequited impossible love or just wasted the rest of the day watching HBO movies, mopping and feeling sorry for myself. wherever i end up tonight i was happy to decided to go home and re-connect with whatever that have made me what i am, sickly disappointing or not. i met with two best friends, whose letters from highschoool i have kept since, but never seen ib 10 years. Ironically, despite all those years that have passed, i feel so comfortable unburdening all my hearts desires and impossible dreams. thank you for this day, i wish i were in taal though,holding the hand of the one i think i love.