Just got off from 6 hours at the Graveyard shift, making the most of the nigts given back to me for resting. Weekends are for living and writing and learning and more sleeping.
I was once a teacher and those days were golden and the love from my former students that spans up to the present just makes me look back with smiles and happy memories. I still want to go back to it someday, but I have to learn more so I can teach what I really want.
Most of my writings are about travel but I also write about life in general which is not limited to my works on social studies, education, food, and friendship. I have a lot of dreams but ultimately, I would love to see life unfold in front of me through my very own eyes but with different lenses.