2012 resolutions, again

less separation anxiety.

art by kurt halsey.



top deck of the ferry

Its a different type of ferry they use every time. Sometimes its small and old, huge and solid, sleek and fast.
Today, for the first time I noticed, this one has a top deck. I love it. Wind in my hair.
Darren sits with a few of his friends.. I choose not to sit with them, hoping to get the pounding in my head quiet. Little by little, this old familar feeling takes over, the lights on the horizon, the smell of the sea, the whiffs of clove cigarettes by the malay uncles on the boat.
Flashback, to many happy memories at changi sailing club. My birthday spent there, mahjong with soo and wen, fishing with ry’s friends, the first kiss with den.

If not for anything else, den– we really should juz get a term membership here, unless the club is really in disrepair.

We start our powerboat classes soon! I harbour no hopes of passing the course.

wanderlust quotient zero

usually, and especially at this time of year, i get filled with this insatiable need to get out of the country, get away, take a break, turn off my phone. i usually do a longgg trip (3 weeks last yr) out of town, usually for work then extended for holiday.

but this yr there is none. my birthday this year will probably be with the huffle-puff couple, and that should be about it. there’s nothing glamourous about being 26. seriously, its a boring age to be.

where did that need for adventure go? where did the zest and exuberance for new sights go?

its probably still there, squished under “things to do”. but i cant seem to access it.all i seem to want to do is stay on, read a good book, listen to some soft music and wait for my eye lids to grow heavy.

busy, and half-way to insanity.