I long for better weather. Right now it is snowing and it is 8 degrees outside. My roommate is sick and so am I. I caulked the front bay windows shut, sick of having to always pull the drapes leaving the room in darkness. Beneath my desk is a small space heater to bring in the necessary heat for my toes are freezing. I wish I could take off my frozen socks and dip my feet into the waters that bound Camiguin's White Island, a stretch of crescent-shaped white sand bar in the middle of the Bohol Sea.
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