“For When I Am Weak, Then Am I Strong”
Juliana and I decided to cool off for a while. We both agreed to find our own space. I spent most of my time now on my band and compose my own music as I shut off inside my own world again.
Juliana, on the other hand, filed a leave of absence just to take good care of Nana Gregoria, whose health became worse. At her age, a simple cold have a greater possibility to turns into pneumonia, which is really the case.
Maybe, this is for the better, since we both knew our own priorities. I also decided to hide my application paper on a cruise from Texas to Brussels and to Asian coast on her for now. I don’t want to intrude her composure.
I also haven’t spoken to Dad for weeks. I already made my choice, so was he- to parted ways. This is for our own good.
“What’s up dude?” Ethan asks as he throws me a soda in can. “That girl? Your Juliana?”
I just shake my head.
“We need certain space.”
“That’s what bothers you lately.”