That Afternoon

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Sometimes you don't know what to do. You are thinking of doing something but nothing comes to mind. No matter how you squeeze your thoughts to think of something to have fun. The ideas are still lost in thought and just get bored. Walking around, and giving up for now. That's what you thought and just let the feeling flow.

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It was like this that afternoon, I was bored and walking around. No more forcing to have something in mind. Free myself and explore what could be interesting. Later on, I saw the crystal ball start setting down. It had a beautiful view when it went down and the mountain became the center of attraction. Of course, the sun has its own beauty but it's not all the time when there are things you're fond of.

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The feeling I had seemed perfect to enjoy the beauty. The afternoon feeling enveloped my skin, thanks to the afternoon wind. The sky was so nice and pretty as it was colored. I was hoping to see a beautiful sunset because of it but the shore where I was staying was quite far.

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Staying a little more while sightseeing of the surroundings. Not waiting for someone but just enjoying the people passing by at the road where I was seated beside. As the time passed by, the color of the sky became more colorful. You can see and tell why I appreciate the sky that much. The clouds were not anymore but almost turned into orange. I thought it would be perfect if it was near the shore.

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I stayed a little bit more and I saw these children and teens playing basketball. Too bad the whole court was ruined by that typhoon. They only used one basketball ring here to play. Even so, I could tell how happy they were playing with friends.

A simple afternoon yet fun to spend with a smile.

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ABOUT ME

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Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.

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