January 28, 2015
I think I found the perfect garlic and shrimp pizza somewhere in Makati. There was a time in 2010 when the highlight of my year so far had been when I found an apartment along a street called San Francisco, that was March. It feels like 2015 is going by so slowly, which is good. I finally got up at 5 a.m. today, after /months/ of trying to rectify my sleeping pattern. I got up without the usual feeling of persecution I give myself all those other mornings. It's 12:30 p.m. and I'm hungry, I want cake.