It was a beautiful morning, with clear skies as far as the eye could see and a gentle breeze coming in from the waterfront. I had no idea where the event would be taking place, but trusted in Google Maps (as well as some business-casual college-age-looking people that I spotted waiting for the Silver Line with me!) to point me in the right direction.
The Fourth of July has always been a weird holiday for me. I never really enjoyed summertime — the humidity makes me miserable, the heat tires me out, and the sun beating down on my skin feels excruciating. (You would think my Filipino heritage would make me think otherwise, but hey…)
Like many others, my goals for the future have changed significantly in the last few years.
Trisha Serquina 