We humans

are such wretched things. Here I am in Singapore missing Ling and doing things that remind me of her like burning a whole CD of songs I always listen to at her place.

Also, bought this toilet air-freshener as I have to use it all the time at her's too.


But why are we wretched? Cos in spite of all these little things.. I didn't do the most important thing. Calling to tell her I miss her.