Writing on a whim
Not writing at all
Turning of the turned mused
All used up and wasted
The day passed
Passing to the point of no return
Like you in my mind
An escape to oasis or entrapment of another
Listening and not hearing
Letting the music run
Race thru and out the window
Mini chewy doughnuts with cream fillings to share with my family.
Dinner with my cell group ladies
Buffet at buffet town.
Met my bestie, A and Clerya (a wonderful new friend, we didn’t get a chance to take a picture). Someone asked gave us free entries and drinks to “Attica” so we went for a while. 😀
It was really hilarious as the bass was pounding and the music loud and the people young. But there was neon paint and we had each other and it was great reminiscing the first time we met.
Now I know:
– young people dance and point their fingers at… The dj? The lights?
– some foreigners or young feisty ones love to squeeze and push.
– I am of a certain age haha
– Everyone loves to dance regardless of age, race, gender or tone.
Day 41, street art moves me even if it’s in the train station.
Good food moves me too!!
Roasted pork and char Siew, sorry it’s so out of focus
Braised Yong Tao fu
I realized that it is important to be silly and wacky and just who you are. Growing up my mum would tell me. One day you will be a beautiful swan. There were many times in my life they I felt undeserving and unattractive even though I looked confident to others…. Since I knew God and grown up I know that beauty and selfies are not the most important but it helps me remember I’ve come a long way. And I thank all my love ones for loving me just as I am. No apologies just smiles and kookiness.