The man...

I feel so grown up.

I drove to TJ today.

Memory lane.

I went to the hawker opposite.

I peeped into the school.

Everything happened so fast.

Too fast to understand the significance of everything.

By the way, I am not so sentimental. I didn't drive all the way back just to see the historical monuments. I went back to pick Mr. SR. Another one. Reminded me of the time when I needed to book in on Sunday. Another week gone. Another week to come. Another week to go.

It's amusing how fate plays with us. When we don't want it, it is dangling there right in front of us, the whole package. When we want it, no matter how hard we work for it, it just remains out of reach. I am a victim of fate. But I'm not alone.