September 19, 2014 Friday
We abruptly woke up around past two in the morning because of loud thunderstorms. B grabbed my hand and held on to it tightly before going back to sleep. It’s typhoon Mario.
I woke up around eight in the morning and B whispered asking if I am going to work since their office already cancelled work today. We checked news online and decided to stay home because most of Manila is already flooded due to this non-stop rain.
At breakfast I recalled how we abruptly woke up in the wee hours of the morning and B doesn’t recall a thing; not even the thought of him grabbing my hand. I find this strangely sweet — B’s innate reaction is to “protect” me and it seems to come out automatically even in his half-awake self.
Photo credit: Heidi Aquende
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