day three.

It’s only the third day, and I’m already running out of things to write about. How about that.

So earlier today, I heard that summer is officially here. The northeast monsoon is over, and it’s time for the dry season and all that and whatnot. Even earlier, my brother and I were talking about the heat, and he tells me that’s even scarier because the hotter it is, the harder the rain.

And…let’s just say that rains aren’t really my friend right now. It hasn’t been since September.

Of course I need to get over that. I can say I’m mostly okay, but sometimes when I remember what happened that day, I still get nervous. I’m still afraid. I don’t think I’ll stop being so until our house gets renovated, or…that. Of course I can’t wish the rain away…it’s just that I don’t think people want too much rain. Not here, anyway.

But. Yeah. I can’t stress over it because it’s going to drive me nuts. I need to trust God that He’s taking care of me, of us. Sometimes Most of the times I just think too much. But then again don’t we all?

Ah look at my attempt to sound wise and be deep when I can’t really think of anything to write about. I wish I’m like other people who can always think of something profound to write, even if it’s about the most mundane topics, like Kohler kitchen faucets. I’m sorry. Maybe tomorrow.