One morning, in Molino 2, Bacoor City, Cavite in an a big apartment, Paul woke up doing his usual routine, picking up his everyday paper and entering his everyday letter in his diary.
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Early morning, the sound of spring complements with the beautiful nature. A cup of coffee on my left hand, a pencil on my right hand, and a diary in on my table; this is a good day to start my day.
~How does one start writing [(erasing his few first entry)] ? Oh well... What nonsense.
How does one start writing? and, for that matter, why?
I suppose I am writing because I wish to leave some kind of record for those who may read this after I... THIS WON'T WORK *tore the page*~
Dear Dave,
If I were blind , I would still know it was Spring. The smell of flowers in Raymond's yard tells me that it's nearly Mother's day. I can also smell fresh baking bread, which suggests that Arthur has woken up, unlike you, my sleepyheaded love.
I can hear the Castillo's grandchildren playing two yards over, and if I strain my eyes just a little past that, I can see the riot of yellow that tells me dear Kathy's beloved Forsythia bushes are in full bloom.
Everywhere, the world is green and growing. The signs of Spring cry out their eternal song...
"Come and dance with me..."; "I'm Alive!" *started crying*
I'm sorry. I don't mean to get maudlin *stops crying*. I'll try to stick to what's really happening, as far as is possible for a long-winded old Whitman-wanna-be. We have our new tenant arriving today
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As Paul enters his next entry, he saw Dave walking by.
"Morning love!", Paul greeted. Dave just nodded to Paul obviously looking sleepy. "No morning Kiss" ask Paul, upon this question Dave gave him a kiss in the cheek.
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Well, you just walked past, on the way to the shower, I presume
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Paul followed Dave in the bathroom and they showered togehter.
"Well hello there", as Paul teases Dave while enbracing him. "Hey, hey, now. No funny stuff. I haven't had my morning coffee yet", saids Dave. As they scrub the soap to each one another and embracing in the shower, Paul keeps on teasing Dave.
Paul: Ah ha! that gives me the advantage.
Dave: Tsk! Molesting your half-consciuos lover? Have you no morals? No shame?
Paul: I am pleased to report I have none whatsoever.
Dave: Alas, whatever shall become of me?
Paul asked "what are you up to today", "Well, I am going to work. You, I expect, will be here, playing the part of the idle rich, "Dave replied". "Ah, but not so! I'm seeing a prospective tenant today.", Paul implies. "To share with Ron? Who is he? Is he gay? Is he cute?" Dave asked. "One question at a time, dear". Paul answered. "Yes, he'd be sharing with Ron, if they get on well with each other. His name is Eric Laus and he's a student in UP. I haven't meet him, so I don't know if he's cute, but as we posted the 'apartment to share' sign at Facebook, Twitter, and at Diamond Bookstore, I think we can assume he's either gay, or very open-minded. I liked his voice when we talked on the phone. I have a good feeling about him." Paul stated as he scrub the face of Dave with soap.
