Brightside Entry | Home Sweet Taft

I've been looking at my past entries, and there is not one week where there isn't a picture of a coffee cup. But well--I love coffee, so there isn't much I can say in defense of that except that my coffee-cup posting blossoms from that love. Anyway, today I spent the day in Taft--I had breakfast with my friend Ron and talked about certain exciting endeavors. We also hung out with Akire, who I haven't seen in the longest time!

 Another thing I realized about myself is that I complain about Taft Avenue a lot--it's polluted, it floods easily, there are muggers 'round every bend, people there drive like maniacs--but I love this place. I've been here for 5 years so, yeah: the place can be terrible and a part of me does hate it but it sure feels like home. I find there's something comforting about places you know (even if you don't necessarily like that place) and I find it extremely soothing that if I fall asleep on the bus, I always wake up right as we hit Taft Avenue and that I know where everything is. The thing about being a senior is that most of the people have left but the place is always there. 

 Because this is (if all goes well) my last year, I think I'm starting to appreciate Taft a whole lot more. For all it's drudgery, I think that it's a great place to grow up. Coming from Alabang, where really you're pretty sheltered from the world, Taft really taught me to be street smart and that's something that no other (cleaner, less dangerous) place can give me. The city. Ah, the city.

Taft Avenue this morning--not so hectic yet. Taft Avenue just starting to wakey wakey. :)