Between Bites

Writing on the Ceiling

(CAUTION: NOT for people who have strong gag reflexes) 

Last Saturday morning, I woke up at 9am, mulled for a bit then opened the tube.  Still lazy to get up, I hugged my pillow tight and closed my eyes for a bit.  Thoughts were running like “What was I dreaming of last night?” and “what is the game plan today?” Mind continued to wander.

I opened my eyes.  Did a double take.  Cocked my head to the ceiling.  A blue note (from my Ragnarok notepad) was taped to my ceiling. 

“Good morning Mahal.”  The note read. 

My face broke into a smile.  I hit speed dial #1.  Ring Ring.  No answer.  He must still be snoozing. 

Dear Bubba,  

You are the biggest reason why I smile in the morning.  With or without a note. 

Love,

Boozie

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2 Responses to “Writing on the Ceiling”

  1. Hiro Says:

    i am half happy, half sad..
    half happy coz, ang sweet nyong dalawa
    half sad.. bec i dont have anyone to be sweet too…

  2. fran Says:

    awwwww cute!!! :)

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