Mr. Snooze stubbornly went to the gallery. Yes, operative term stubborn because he was fresh from overtime too and I didn’t want him to come so he can take a rest instead. But he insisted and came with a periwinkle envelope, which I was not allowed to read until I reach home. I was an excited kid though, sniffing and sneaking into it whenever he’s not around.
We left the gallery for a last full show at Glorietta. I’d rather not disclose what the movie is, but it’s a cheesy Pinoy flick which opened the same day. Judge me, guilty pleasures, yes.
I read the colorful pop-up letter when I got home. Special thanks to my patience and utter caution, the thing didn’t get destroyed after I read it. It’s a little fragile and takes a little more effort to read. But I really did appreciate Mr Snooze’s Contemporary Art. I loved the periwinkle envelope, our pop-up names, the four-legged star (which I first thought was a ninja kind of thing), the awkwardly shaped heart, and the simple yet sincere wishes inscribed through slightly incomprehensible writing.
Oh November, you’re the sweetest until the very end.