Last Frantic Burst

song : The Decemberists
mood: wanderlust
book(s)-in-hand: His Dark Materials by Phillip Pullman

On the cards:

1. Tioman trip

2. KL trip

3. Hong Kong trip

4. Manchester.

Before I realised, the number of weekends I have left in Singapore amount to less than 5. The familiar routine or stacking things up mentally, preparing a checklist of tasks to complete and psyching myself up for the solitude once again.

Why is it through the frenzied activity, I still find myself thinking of her? Looks like I still have to constantly remind myself to move on. Chuga-chuga-chug-chug.

A truth that's told with bad intentions beats all the lies you can invent
~William Blake