When we were about to graduate, suddenly the sunsets in Ateneo got so much more beautiful. Things were getting crazy, and the huge onset of all these unfamiliar emotions made sure there was room for not much else. There really was no choice but to leave the nostalgia for another time.

I’m glad I managed to snap this picture, no matter how imperfect it may be. I guess, for me, it stands as a testament to a time when I felt like everything (and everyone) was passing me by.