Dear friend,

Yesterday, around noon, I took a pause from what I was doing to grab a bite and stretch my legs. The gentle November sun was at its zenith and it covered the quiet neighborhood in light reminiscent of an Amorsolo painting. I smiled, grabbed a bottle of cashew nuts from the pantry, and went back to work. Sitting with my back to an open window, I felt the sun's silken caress on my nape and shoulders. I bit into a cashew nut and it felt like biting into one of those perfect summer days of old.