This is the last poem I wrote that can be traced back from the year, 2014. I wrote this while I was in Baguio for a librarians’ training. I went out of the hotel one night to go to a nearby convenience store. It was drizzling outside but I only settled for a hoodie and walked past by the umbrellas that are free to use at the hotel door. I wanted to get wet under the rain.

The rain can trigger a lot of emotions for any person, be it melancholy, sadness, longing etc., and bitter temperatures can further intensify these emotions even though you are not entirely sure why you feel these things. Sometimes it is just a perfect moment. Just like John Mayer’s song say, “I’m perfectly lonely.”