And I Hope | Dumaguete

I tried to sleep on the bus but could not resist looking at how beautiful the ocean was that day. From afar, it reminded me about a lot of things. I was, after all, traveling on a familiar path. “I’ve been here a couple of times before”, I said to myself.
 
I felt a good kind of pain inside. And my heart ached with every step I took and everywhere I looked around the city.
 
It was a little scary but I decided to just let it be.
 
Thank You Dumaguete.
 

 
p.s. The first picture is the very road I passed by on my way to my first wedding assignment.