A saturday that passed fast. woke up at 830am. went for a stroll w K & M at the Hort Park. it was a pleasant day, rode there and felt that it felt like being under the ocean. a bike as a fish, untethered by gravity and by the tedium of everyday inertia. a throttle that glides one through the space, with the expanse of sky above and tar below, and green on 2 sides. as free as one can be. had laksa and otah for lunch. it was really good. simple pleasures of sg. got back at about 3pm, after some shopping at queensway. glad i got the racer feasi out, now whats left is the notes for JHC and the program schedule. had dinner at 7pm, did laundry, hang the clothes, showered and all the time seem to be have disappeared.
practiced also california dreaming. why is it that when one get older, time passes twice as fast?
can't believe it
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