Good day, Cubao!

Monday, Monday.

Aubrey at school. Angelique and J. studying for their prelims at a coffee shop in Gateway. Angelique has never done that before and has been wondering how it feels like. I told her that there will always be nothing like her own bedroom. I also told her that people who study and work in coffee shops do so because they either do not have their own bedrooms or have houses in which there are people they do not like or people who yell at them all the time. Indeed, whenever I see people at coffee shops with their laptops I see that coffee shops + laptops is the classic manifestation of escapism.

Ah well, at least Angelique will now know what it feels like.