I was just reminded of the legendary kisses of my childhood. You know, the little kisses that we used to put in plastic egg shells with powder to let them multiply. (Yeah, multiply...) It was a vivid memory of my grade school days. Ah, how I miss those days -- my childhood -- when all I can think of was how to get away from my Ninang who always insists on letting me wear those kikay clothes during wash-day Fridays in school. If only I can always be young and carefree...
It's a lot more different now. I realized just now how I was not able to take responsibility for my stupid decisions and damaging actions. How could I? When in truth, I always feel young and carefree, I never seem to grow up.
Now, let the kisses remind me of my sweet and fragrant childhood that never ceases to make me smile even for a split second.
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