Calaguas Beach, Vinzon, Camarines Norte
There are places we can easily forget…but there are places we will always remember because of how they made us feel.
It was around 11:30 in the evening when I woke up. It was warm inside the tent so I thought of going out. I crawled onto the front side of the tent and quietly unzipped it. The wind was gentle and cool. I quickly scanned the surroundings and then I looked at Krys who was soundly sleeping on his side. When I felt it was safe, I slipped out of the tent and decided to just leave it half-closed so he could breath some fresh air.
I knew it would take some time before I could return to sleep so I thought of heading to the beach. The sea was calm and the waves were rolling gently. The moon was nowhere to be…
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