my favorite holiday...

i was on my way home.

...then something felt really different. i looked around. then a little shiver sting my spine. it was the wind. i looked up. checked the not-so cloudy sky. i reckon, there's no rain. then realized, the south winds are now blowing minutely. then i smiled. and i told myself - it's already the Christmas season...

i think Christmas is my favorite holiday. since i was a little boy, when the innocence was undeniable, when the only indicators that Christmas is near was when the tall grass along the road bear their flowers (well i'm not sure if they were considered their flowers though. i don;t know how it is called in English but in tagalog it's called talahib), i already felt this way. and up until now, it is still the same... nothing has changed. im always elated. and the feeling is really good...

and there i was, counting my steps going home. then it struck me. a grim in my face confirmed it. i have yet realized that it was Christmas that i am looking forward each year... just that single moment, for my 24 years of existence - that Friday night. I felt good.

i love christmas...