I have a theory that a splash of sun makes people a little crazier. It’s basically like the effects of a full moon, but in these instances, there are no shadows to hide you and no full moon to blame.

Some may call this heat stroke; others, hallucination. Whatever it is I warn everyone to watch out for the symptoms:

1. A Frequent Case of Daydreams – Since that day we met at the beach, I’ve been lapsing into daydreams more than the usual. Sometimes, I replay bits and pieces of our conversations in my mind, laughing at the same parts and cringing at the more awkward moments. Often, I make up scenarios of what could happen when we meet again. It’s gotten so severe, focusing on my daily tasks has become a challenge. I cannot wait until we meet again.

2. The Loss of Speech – Thing is, I really, really want to talk to you. I want to rekindle the connection we had that first meeting. However, whenever I get the opportunity to do so, the conversations I practice in my daydreams get lost in oblivion and I end up giving you a pained smile and a nervous wave instead. You must think me dumb or unfriendly. Damn my cowardly tongue!

3. Waves of Dizziness – Today, you sat down at the sun lounger beside me while I was taking in the glorious sunset. I didn’t know you were there until you cleared your throat and asked me if I wanted to have dinner with you. A sudden wave of dizziness seized me then. I think I stared at you dumbfounded for a couple of minutes until you said, “Don’t worry, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

After which, I panicked and embarrassingly blurted out, “Oh god, no! I mean, no of course I want to have dinner with you. I really do.”

“I’m glad that you really do. For a while, I thought you found the idea revolting because you looked pretty disgusted with my question,” you said with a laugh.

A disarmingly charming laugh and I thought to myself, “What a gorgeous smile!”

To my surprise, you replied, “Oh wow, thanks.”

Apparently, I said my thoughts out loud and another wave of dizzying embarrassment threatened to bury me under the sand.

4. A Foolish Dash of Courage – At dinner, the conversation was fantastic! It was even better than the ones I rehearsed in my countless daydreams. I mean, we just hit it off like a rocket to the moon. (What am I even saying?) We laughed a lot, gorged ourselves with great food and wine, and danced so perfectly well together. It all went straight to my head. By the time you walked me back to my doorstep, a sudden surge of courage caused me to pull down your face to mine and kiss you like there’s no tomorrow.

“Wow, that was something!”

The gravity of my actions came to me then and my momentary bravery left me, “Um… I think I had too much sun earlier plus I think I drank too much wine. I didn’t mean to do that.”

“Well, that’s unfortunate,” you said, “Unlike you though, I really mean what I’m going to do next.”

You pulled me close and gave me a kiss that kept me awake that night and several nights after.

5.  Fixation for Sunsets – I think I’ve really gone off the deep end this time. These past few months, I’ve been dreaming about sunsets – the ones you often see at the last pages of children’s fairy tales. There’s the prince and the princess astride a white horse, riding into the sunset. In my case, however, I guess I can do without the white horse. Horses scare me.

“Penny for your thoughts?” asked my prince.

“I’m just thinking about sunsets.”

A confused look, “Why?”

“I think my very own fairy tale has come true,” I say as I turn to look at you looking so darn handsome on the sun lounge next to mine.

You smile and take my hand in yours, “Would you like to ride into the sunset with me?”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Outfit Details:

• Pink swimsuit – unbranded from Zamboanga City
• Mullet Skirt from Gelibean Couture
• Flip Flops from Pink Pomelo at Landmark, Trinoma

The photos were taken at Timberland Heights, located in San Mateo, Rizal. Don’t you just love summer? I really do love basking underneath the sun (with sunblock, of course!). Hahaha 🙂

Til next time!

Photos by Rhea Bue