A few days ago, I was having a conversation about the music scene in Cebu. It was so different from seven years ago. I’m showing my age, but stay with me, this isn’t going to be a rant comparing how much better, cooler, or more difficult it was back in the day.
Alarm rings at 4:30am. Empty bed. Tissues around a picture frame on the side table. What’s in the photo? The frame is faced down. Flashes of her ex. A new breakup? She goes for a run. Runs by EVERY location a special moment happened with her gone relationship.