It's just a text.

Time: 9.57pm

I'm still thinkin if I should send a text msg I've composed...


Am feeling like a "Kranky Kareen" indeed.

As I walked round a bend, someone's bell tinkled from behind. A bicycle whizzed past and I heard a cute laughter. It came from a boy who was grasping the ends of his daddy's yellow tee. Daddy said something else and the boy responded with another round of delightful giggles. They were all smiles and well... just simply happy on that bicycle of Yellow-Tee-Daddy.

How come I've never been on a bicycle with a Yellow-Tee-Daddy telling me sumtin funny so I could giggle like that boy?









Today's Mr Lee's Bday. And I've not gotten round to sending that text.