It is sunday again. I changed the bedsheets. After gg to sg to have bfast with mum and bro. Me and bro caught up with dad as well. Then i send bro to the arcade. I really wont go there all the way to change money. He is getting some for maldives.
Then i went home. Happy with the new sheets. And wanted to go cycling and explore the neighbourhood which ive said umpteen times, then to west coast for dinner. And it jus have to rain. I think this is like the third or fourth in the west. Every time i plan to cycle, it jus have to rain. Wat on earth.
Finally m is coming back tmr. One wk of absence alr, nobody to play with at home. But it will jus be a glance before im leaving for hk. Sighz.
So it really reminds me of pgp. The yellowish hue of the street lights on the quiet road. The silence of the night. The absence of human around. It is as if Im the only one in the world left. Shrugs. Solitude. I kinda like it. I prefer this to pgp. Tats the feeling of home. Not jus a hostel.
And instead of grabbing toiletries to a common bath, i have the luxury of a private bathroom, with nice warm water, with comfort.
Oh yes. I realise some pple are wired to care for others. It is like their nature. Automatically look out and care for others. I dont have that instinct. Not fast enuff. Feel cared for, but also feel like i fail at this basics.
Im looking forward to the hk trip. My first retreat after a blackout of 3 years? The last was malacca, skipped bangkok, penang and vietnam, may not be in this order. I cant recall. And looking forward to longi's wedding in sg and in indon that follows afterwards. Let me try living others' lives.
