Just returned home after spending almost 4 days in Boracay Island. I was honestly excited about seeing the beauty of the sunset there and I wasn’t frustrated. I not only caught a glimpse of it – I was there basking in the glory of the vision set before my eyes until it was magically swallowed by the darkness of the night. Recently I have this thing for sunsets. It just makes me miraculously happy within, and so being in a place dubbed as paradise by some – and being bathed by the beauty of the sun setting minus the obstruction of buildings, trees and passing cars – I realized once again how blessed life is.
