What is it that is uniquely romantic about train journeys?
(Note to readers: I have inserted many links to my SOW private journal. These journal entries are inaccessible to the public.) On the second day of SOW, I crystallised four issues1 that I wanted to and thought that I would grapple with, and maybe resolve,2 during SOW. This is my post-SOW reflection; I’ll traverse each issue […]
(Also, a Valentine’s Day post of sorts.) First Love1 is one of my new favourite P&W songs. We began using it right from the start of SOW, and when R declared that this song would always remind him of the truths he learnt in SOW, I fell a little in love with the song too. The […]
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Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of […]
When I first traveled by myself in London, I thought I unlocked an achievement. At that time, I probably had. But on hindsight, London was easy (and a really good starting point). The Tube connects everything, everyone speaks good English, and crime rate is low (though I did stay in one of the shadier neighbourhoods). The […]
I stayed at my sister’s place at Punggol from Friday to Monday. My BIL and she went overseas, so I went over to take care of Bentley. Punggol, though near the East and lying on the NEL, is still at the edge of Singapore. That makes it farther from everything else. If I did not have my full-Saturday […]