Time ticked away. It was still early, but you could feel that everyone was counting down the hours. The family did some last minute grocery shopping for missing key ingredients for the feast being prepared, and everyone in the mall was in a rush.
The minutes ticked away, and I could hear the ticking everywhere. It was in my cousin's tapping of the steering wheel, as we rushed home from a trip to the convenient store for more alcohol. It was in the regularity of the passing lights, or even in my own breathing.
The seconds ticked away, then everyone started counting out loud. Five, four, three, two, one, then everything erupted into chaos. The noise, bright lights, and smoke immediately consumed everything. In spite of the din of fireworks, I could still hear the incessant ticking.
"Happy New Year!" I texted to my hubby. "Will be home in 7 days, 8 hours, and 38 seconds..."
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Time goes by so slowly/ For those who wait
And those who run/ Seem to have all the fun
I remember the impatience of waiting to be in the presence of the beloved once again, and again and again. Nowadays, well, time is all I have.
It's sweet, though, how "home" is where your heart is now, Sean. Not with your family - whom you love, naturally - but with your hubby.
May the new year strengthen your love even more.
You're probably home now sir Sean.I missed your writing! I haven't been blogwalking these past months.
Happy New Year!
Sean, namimiss na kitang basahin.
Happy New Year sau, may 2012 be great to all of us! :D
Happy New Year!!! ayiiii!!! magkasama na sila ng hubby nya!!! :D weeeeeee....
Towards new beginnings, Sean.
Cheers to both of you. :)
one more week. one more week.
i am happy for the likes of you who cannot wait to be home.
HAPPY NEW YEAR SEAN!!
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