Sitting inside a coffeeshop. Doing what I do while waiting: people watching. To the right corner, a lady in her early 40s sitting alone, ranting on her phone to a friend about a man (maybe her husband or somebody else’s) that was caught cheating but continues to deny it. To the left slightly hidden corner, young (probably in their late teens) couple sitting side by side, whispering and giggling to their own little secret. All happy and smiling like there’s no reason in the world that can separate them from each other. And in the middle of these two quite interesting corners there’s me.
[10.19.14 @ Starbucks SM Bacoor]