The early days of March greeted us with fleeting post-graduation hopes and bright summer days.
And now somehow like a gradual muting to a fast-paced pop song, the late days of May have slowly faded into calm, gloomy mornings and warm cups of coffee.
Before summer break officially ends for us (still trying to get used to the whole no-school-anymore schedule), my brother and I, along with some close friends,
decided to call ourselves out on our long-awaited (drunkenly planned) trip to Bantayan Island.
And so, at the crack of dawn on May 22, 2016, we took a bus that carried us north, got on a boat and drifted our way to ocean waves and lazy days.
We’ll be back again when the tide is in, someday.