Vertical Haven

Whenever a school year was about to end, my classmates and I would normally ask one another to sign our uniforms. The one we had on our back. Much like the photo above. It served as a memento of the year that passed and of the many faces we’ve encountered along the way. I was just reminded of it when I saw a graffiti on a wall on the way home. I don’t know where my mom put that one uniform I had signed by classmates. Probably in the storage room along with old clothes and blankets.

Filed under: Reminiscing on July 4th, 2009