Escaping from that memory

I splashed some water on my face, dried off, and headed out. Mama slipped me a thousand bucks. I can't sit still when I'm all anxious, so I thought I'd just roam around. No clue if I'd end up in Recto, Avenida, Tutuban, Malate, or maybe even Manila Bay. Didn't wanna swing by Kate's place since I just passed by there on my way home. So I made my way down Juan Luna Street, walked to Pampanga Street, hopped on a jeep headed for Blumentritt, and then planned to catch another ride to Recto to just wander around. I was desperate to clear my mind, but that one thing kept gnawing at me. The only way to erase it would be my own demise. It's tough, man. Really tough to forget everything that happened.