I found a nice board shoulder to rest my airhead on.
Hello little gold shoes, do you feel how i feel today? I have an ugly ulcer in my mouth, so do send it away soon. I can see myself as a full-fledged nerd.
My floating days are like.. Whimsical, meeting Steven Lim down Orchard Road and him spatting on my face trying to convince Karen and me to become his free-lance models. Magical, finding a Warehouse blazer my size and the price slashed. Dreamy, meeting someone who understands. Disheartening, conscious about my own apathy, oblivious to the on-going global atrocities. Sometimes i can't help but feel like an fishbowl astronaut character walking out of a future science fiction book and i can't tear because there is no gravity in space.
I thought i dreamt that something slipped into my shirt. Maybe a snake to swallow my heart up in one gulp.
Reminder to self: Visit Frost at Far East again.