Still Surreal

Eight weeks and still I find everything surreal. Each morning when I wake up, I always have to ask myself questions like where am I or am I home. Yes I miss home terribly. But going out with my now closest group of friends gives me time to not think about deep nostalgia. I am fond of them now because as days go by, we share parts and parcels of our lives with each other.

I cant help not to count the days. It is what motivates me to yearn and do all my best to study well and learn new things every day. I thank God for keeping me safe always and keeping everyone back home safe too. But please Lord, no more typhoon.

My heart longs for home. But this is where I am now. I love my present and I will strive for everything.

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