I was walking on the Jurong East/Bukit Batok flyover when I felt an intense, inexplicable pang of loneliness. So much so that I stopped for 5 seconds to ponder over the possible reasons.
I found 17. Then I carried on back home.
I was walking on the Jurong East/Bukit Batok flyover when I felt an intense, inexplicable pang of loneliness. So much so that I stopped for 5 seconds to ponder over the possible reasons.
I found 17. Then I carried on back home.
1 Comment
October 27, 2008 at 2:00 am
OMG. Recently me too! And I think my dreams are hinting at that pang of loneliness. Always has similar storylines man. At least I don’t die in my dreams anymore