Happy Birthday To Me

[A forgotten rose left on the pews long after everyone had exited the church wedding.]

It’s been a good year. I love Singapore and I love London. I’m mighty blessed – that can’t be denied. As the year takes a bow and prepares to exit, I have one last day in this favourable year and I’m gonna have an awesome birthday.

Everything can be beautiful, even the last, even the forgotten.

I Am Very Happy

[This is how my heart feels. Can you feel it?]

It All Builds Up

[Morning skies just before sunrise whilst cruising in the car.]

Last night was nice. Mahjong, then bak kut teh supper, then meringue mojitos and riverfront confessions, and MacDonalds breakfast 3 hours after supper. More cruising to reach the Eastern tip of Singapore in a bid to catch the sunrise only to realise we had to turn 180 to go home in time (to pass on the car). But we did catch the sky changing colours as we cruised all the way back to a perfect mixtape. I was content.