When reality hurts too much. That’s what I do to cope. I dream of the dream house I always wanted to build for all of us. With a nice fully equipped kitchen for all my cooking and baking experiments, with a large enough backyard where we can have a nice size pool where we can just chill out, a number of large sliding doors and walls so the living room is well ventilated, high ceilings and I also want a two story nipa hut as a guest house, one like my great grandmother had, with log beds in the bedroom and everything is made of bamboo.
How nice it could be if everything just come true in a snap of my finger.