It’s been a crazy few years with the dropping out and transferring, I’m just glad that I have this ordinary, boring routine again: school, dorm, school, dorm. I like this steady feeling I have right now, like I’m walking on solid ground after a while of aimless wandering. I like feeling that I’m slowly growing roots here, that I have a room with a bed somewhere in Quiapo with a bunch of other girls treading their own ways. For the first time in a long time I like feeling what I’m feeling.