the moments before she left. let me see if i can recap
i left the office early right after six to have porridge at home with the mum and the sis, then a quick shower and a rush to kaki lima cafe. it was really good to see adi, wahyu and adi's fantastically sinful oreo-revolution.
jeannette was there. yt arrived. we sink into bliss.
then dropped by straits records down the lane. i bought a slim volume by charles darwin, yt bought something by george orwell. we both got sold on the rndm gig. they were playing some reggae. im very relaxed. we then went to samar the new place at the corner. luke arrived after his akido training. he was still sweating.
eugene eventually arrived. we debate over spanish punks, casinos, auto tune and kinemat. smoke rose over the shadows on the wall, a new texture yet to be captured.
my phone died. we left. the ride was too fast.
we missed a hastily assembled police road block. goodbyes.
i woke up to the afternoon sun and a pile of laundry. time was compressed cos i was already late. rushed to the substation, the gear stomping was already in full force. the pedals were hammering the narrow walls of the gallery. the crowd didnt seem to mind it abit. i stayed till lunarin's linda left then rushed out to the singapore history museum. it has started drizzling and clarke quay was slippery. i passed hooters and the under dressed hooters girls looked like they could use a sweater.
it was time for short cuts.
lamentations really cut me.
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