True enough, everything has an ending. The day has come for me to leave the island again. I still don’t want to go back to Manila but I need to. I have work waiting and it’s just a horror for me to lose my job. So yeah, I don’t have a choice but to leave again. The trips today got delayed for hours. It was my first time to travel the sea at night. It was already 10 in the evening when we reached Tabaco Port.
P.S. I was crying inside the bus. I miss them. I want to go back. If only I could, I will.