Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter.
To you, my audience of one
Mother, dear, where have you gone?
Normally, you’re always beside me
And that’s the way it’s got to be
In thoughts perhaps, because we’re apart
You’re there and I’m here and we’ll part
And yet the sun shineth down for all eternity
Have often spent twice over in mirth & hilarity
My number one fan, cheering me to go on
Regret, though, is a rough sheet to sleep on
Thanks for all the love you’ve given me
And yet the smell of adobo* returns me
Adobo* a Filipino dish made of meat, soy sauce, garlic and vinegar