Why Don’t You Walk a Mile In My Boots?

All has been said and done.

I am now in Singapore, on a mc for two days. (Damn, why does the second day have to come so fast?!) Yep, you got it right, I’m slaving away in Singapore for a meagre wage with colossal stress.  Yes I know, I know - Welcome to life.

Backtracking a little.

I leaped into the homebound plane from Aussie on Valentine’s Day right into the open arms of my loving family. Strange. Didn’t seem to miss them all that much when I was in Aussie.

My bag was stolen at South Perth, along with it, XY’s. Everything was in it, well, except my cellphone and housekeys. Shellshocked but theres nothing to be done. I cried.

Was informed less than 24 hours later that my beloved grandfather passed away. Never going to see those weather-worn hands which once held my tiny ones, making ice cream. I cried.

Hid in my room and cried till there aren’t any tears left to grace my puffy cheeks. Called him but there wasn’t any answer. There wasn’t going to be an answer for the next 2 months. I cried.

By now, my fight-or-flight mechanism has probably been activated so many times its probably malfunctioned. Haha.

Several weeks later, I came home from work to a slightly ajar front door, splinters of wood jutting out from where the lock was. My house was broken into. That sick realization was further exacerbated with my own room lock hanging forlornly by the slivers of cheap wood, staring back at me. And I knew all was lost.

And we’re back to the present.

Bummed around for a couple of months, barely 2 in fact, before landing myself here. It wasn’t a bed of roses. But it was made bearable with occasional visits from friends and family which punctuated my unrelenting boredom spells.

Rollerbladed for the first time in my life at East Coast Park. If you must know, my white shorts remained white. Heh.

Looking forward to a weekend getaway. Probably Bali. *Shrugs* My (boring) life needs a little more than mere spontaneity.

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