April 8, 2018
I also found three letters written in sardine labels. How and why that happened I can barely recall now. Maybe there was a picnic and we had sardines? They were farewell notes. I was leaving my barista job then to try my luck in Baguio again. There is a note that tells me I was close friends with someone who I do not even remember now. I have a silhoutte, a voice, and a vague recollection of how we connected. I have her name and yet there is 2% of her that I can dredge up. Names are useless sometimes.