why do i keep coming back to it?
it’s simply because this is where i was humbly born, bred and deeply rooted.
it’s my vessel of childhood memories -of chasing grasshoppers and hunting spiders, of my first garden, of childhood games like tubig-tubig, syatong, tagu-an and bahay-bahayan.
it’s where my first stirrings of adolescence came to pass - girlish giggles, young boys and first crushes.
it’s where my loved ones are. it’s where my friends are.
it’s not the best of cities. it’s sometimes boring. generally, quiet and still very provincial. but it’s my first home. and i love it.
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