How much of me am I willing to reveal? How much do you want me to?

First time I dug for an old post and had it "republished" in my blog. The song "Sway" (both versions of Michael Buble and the PCD inspired me to do so.

"When marimba rhythm starts to play, dance with me, make me sway. Like the lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more… I can hear the sound of violin, long before it begins. Make me thrilled as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now."

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I dream of being titled  -  mornings spent meeting top people while dressed in a power suit.

I dream of a relaxed afternoon drinking mocha frap while chatting with my college buddies after an otherwise stressful morning spent on crunch time having meetings after meetings discussing highly-important corporate bullsh*t.

I dream of glam nights garbed in an elegant A-line skirt dancing the night away to Michael Buble’s tunes.

I dream of cozy weekends  -  sunny in the morning until the afternoon with drizzles in the early evening and instead of doing the dishes, I’m wrapped in the arms of the one I love and who loves me back, spending pregnant silence on the window seat, gazing at the Tagaytay skyline.

Five to ten years from now, this is how I dream my life will be…

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