MY FIRST LOVE HAS ALWAYS BEEN MAKATI. We met when I was a child, but I fell in love with it when I was in Uni, after a late evening affair where I met the first band which would then introduce me to the scene: Imago. My parents thought I was at a friend’s house…
My euphemism for wanting to go around alone and be left to my disorganized thoughts, is now “photo-walk.” C rolls her eyes at this, and hopes, if not insists to join me, but later on she would let me do my own thing. There’s too much crowded thoughts I needed to clear. And what do…