Rocking me inside.
feeling: blah
music: jem - wish i
I took my chances on the rain and my female woes, plastered up Saturday's blisters, and strapped on my running shoes. Ran past Shenton Way and caught some skivers heading home before five. Tsk. Skiver meets skiver. I was supposed to be on the other end of Singapore attending my lecture.
The weight of melancholy. Not too heavy a burden, yet it rules through omnipotence. Right there, at the back of my mind. I'm tired.
Daphne sent me a constellation map, after our impromptu star-gazing at Homecoming. I'm kinda looking forward to getting all buried in work and burnt out. A beach holiday will be so much more enticing then. And the map'll come in useful.
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