Love is love
Today I went for a run. That never seem to end. I started from Tiong Bahru Park. The air was heavy. The sun was still setting when I started. I did one round around the park and off I went to explore. I just made sure my legs kept moving. I was playing Culture Club on my player. Haha. I trail off to GWC, then along River Valley, pass Killiney. Comcentre. By then my legs were giving way. And my right knee started clicking again. By the time I got to Orchard Road I was down to a jog/walk pace. I'd like to blame the crowded streets but nah, its been a long time since I pound the tracks.
I had to do this. I had to remember the feeling of walking along the streets with eyes on me. No more strength to continue.
Yah, I thrive of chastisement. through self-humiliation.
Hey, at least the next time you see me at Orchard, I'm sure I will be keeping a good pace.
And this was what I was running to. Boy George rocks.
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