When the Last Day of the Semester Grabs Me With No-Gloved Hands

March 28, 2015. The last day of this year's second semester. I've sped through my laundry to be out early. I needed to go to school; actually, I only needed to have my final requirements printed. The trip to school via jeepney was, as always, scenic. But I couldn't swim deeper into the morning's visuals … Continue reading When the Last Day of the Semester Grabs Me With No-Gloved Hands