I have fond memories of waking up early in the morning to go to my lolo and lola’s house as a child. As I return, I notice the things that have remained since then. Some worn out, some broken, some tulog na (asleep). I find peace within the stillness that lives in this house of dreaming.
I have fond memories of waking up early in the morning to go to my lolo and lola’s house as a child. As I return, I notice the things that have remained since then. Some worn out, some broken, some tulog na (asleep). I find peace within the stillness that lives in this house of dreaming.