Things I wanna write about

1. The woman at the bus stop in the morning
2. Sleepless nights
3. Dark rings
4. Clothes- Storage, dress size, sister's fashion show
5. Wedding
6. BTO unit renovation
7. Proposal- this should take precedence over the house and wedding. but it's Singapore. Who cares about the sequence?
8. Holiday
9. Weight gain
10. Exercise regime
11. AOM

Kareen out.

Down memory lane

That same night in the same rain, under the same sky.

Alone I walk in the empty street with pitter patters of rain coming down on my trusty umbrella like a ticking bomb. Mercilessly, urgently, impatiently...

That same night in the same rain, under the same sky.

The wind coming right at me. I shudder in cold as the water droplets invaded my shirt, soak through and seep into my skin like deadly poison.

That same night in the same rain, under the same sky.

The cold that nags at me. The cold that begs my attention. That same coldness that reaches the depths of me- contempt and punishing.

My spirit devolves as I'm forced to come face to face with...

That same night in the same rain, under the same sky...

Waking up in the middle of the night.

Distressing over everything.

Don't even have the energy to go into details.

Venting has become a luxury.

I do it in my own head now.

What's the word to describe that feeling?
The one you get when you're tortured by everything and you get to wake up in the middle of the night to relive it again in your head and find that you have bloody nobody to share your woes with?


And I wonder if it's gonn be like this for the rest of my life.
quite frankly a scary thought.
:(