BEFORE I FORGET my Photo-a-Week project entirely, I'm posting snapshots taken from an empty café at NAIA Terminal Two yesterday.
Decaffeinated coffee.
Random portrait from a random corner.
Vegetation.
People sleeping.
An empty chair.
Pretty much how I want going home should be: uneventful, quiet, smooth. Praise God for the safe trip!
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