a day of old memories... happy and heartaching ones.
went for a little pool game with david and jiayi, den went to sculpture square and see how the flea market was going on! a shop opened by clar,man,marie and penelope(guess this is the right way to spell it?). saw some other guys as well and as army guys come together.. its just all about NS things. wonder why. later, went on to city hall and met up with the odacers, had dinner and a little chilling out at esplanade.. esplanade..
so many things today reminded tak of his past...
lying on a grasspatch along the horizon, all by himself. everything seem to be haunting him again as he passes by the familiar names... crabtree and evelyn, the soup spoon, esplanade...
the heart feels as though it is being squeezed by someone's hand mercilessly and all tak can do is to endure through the pain until the executer lets go of it..
but..
who exactly is the executer? he himself?
and does she feel this way? probably not and living much better than before..