crunchy, dried leaves.
i was walking along the sidewalk of EDSA going to Buendia when I noticed fallen dried leaves scattered along the pathway.
and, by instinct, i stepped on them one by one, waiting for that really crunchy crackling sound from each one of them, just like a kid.
yup, just like a kid.
i was amazed at how much i missed doing that.
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