The first twenty-three of 2018

We spent the night at Dingras in the province of Ilocos Norte. We assumed to look for a carwash service nearby in this very moment but in stead, I put my slippers off and we walked in the sand. And then we sat down to an old Nipa in the river side. From a distance... you'll see the curves of the mountain, we spare the tick-tocks gazing at the beauty like it was painted for us. The sky become oranger than the sun, not the bright one you're imagining but the kind of orange in the darkest shade of it. We became lost at the presence of this miracle as the sun kissed the ground and leave our sight. Good sixty seconds to imagine what year 2018 have stored for us. I don't know how would the rest would come but I knew that I like it already!

This post is a kind of Steepshot worthy, but I can't make the description lesser than how I want it to be. I just can't delete what I wrote. I'm sleepy but I will continue posting this before closing the windows to the soul of mine.

Photo taken at Dingras, Ilocos Norte by me