[24 Sep]
2228hrs
Going back to camp now, standing on the mrt platform. At this end, I look down to the other end and the take in how much the haze affects the air. It's horrible, it's clearly visible how much pollutants there are in the air.
In the train, I feel something tugging my mind. I don't know what it is, but it keeps my mind wandering, searching for what it could be. My family? My day? My friends? Something small but significant? Something recent perhaps, or maybe distant? I don't know. I search the depths of my mind but turn up empty handed.
Today was a good day.
Woke up in the morning refreshed, ready to get some things done (like completing the score I've been working on penning down). As the day progresses soon into lunch time, mom asks me whether I wanna eat macaroni and some chicken balls. I declined, and she asks me what then would I be eating. I said "I'll settle my own lunch". And I did just that. I had told her the day before that I would be going out today. And yeap. A little poorly planned on my side since I initiated it, but I'm glad I could meet up with chank today. It took me a little more time getting there because dad suddenly asked me to help him move some stuff in the house. I did, but then the dust got stuck on my pants. It looked horrible, so I just changed out to a different set of clothes.
Making my way to Jurong east, I had my N95 on. I could breathe clean air. It was a distinct difference, you could tell easily. I reached soon, and made my way over to ippudo at Westgate. I met chank at the waiting bench. Thank goodness she was there early. The queue, no joke sia. Talked a bit, just some catching up, looked through at what to have for lunch. Sui sui only needed to wait for one person in front. But even better, the lady taking people in asked us for how many, we replied 2, and then she brought us in.
Jump queue. Steady.
It didn't take long for us to order. As we talked more, and I felt lighter. Not physically, but it was like a heavy burden just dissolved into nothingness. It was weird how it just disappeared like that, but it was such a great feeling. Here I was, sharing a meal with a person who's presence could pull off a stunt like that.
Magical.
The food arrived, and we dug in. It was wonderful, the meal and the company. Obviously the best thing that happened this week. After the meal, we walked around and just hung around different shops, entering a most part of them. We explored Marks and Spencer, and we saw this exquisite-looking coat. I asked her to try it on and heck, it fit her so well. I could barely contain it. I hope it didn't show on my face. She looked so beautiful in it. I couldn't bring myself to say it, me and my inexpressible mind. All I could do was just to appreciate the moment. And that was how I left it, coupled with "looks super nice".
We went around a few other shops. Popular, Coldwear, Robinsons, Typo, here and there, and also popped by kinokuniya where she got strawberry-filled marshmallows. We sat nearby at a sofa, and just chilled and talked. She let me indulge in that bag of heaven, even half of it. But of course, I couldn't eat that much. I mean I could, but it's not like as if she bought it for me...it's just so I could have a taste of it. It's for her brother, so I shouldn't eat part of his share. But anyway. Just sitting there on the sofa was great in itself. It felt so comfortable sitting there with her, it just felt so peaceful. It felt like what a home should feel like. The feeling of peace and tranquility and safety and assurance. Best feeling ever. I wanted time to stop, I wanted that moment to last an hour more at least.
There was so much I wanted to do, wanted to say, but if I did, all it would accomplish would be to ruin not only the moment, but how things proceed from that time. And I can't have that.
I wish you knew what's on my mind. But somehow, wishing you didn't as well.
We walked back to the mrt, took the train, and then you left. The day was over, and I was sad that good things come to an end, but still quietly grateful that it ever existed.
It was refreshing, as if I had gone weeks without a shower, as if I had been starved of water for days, as if I was exposed to the elements for months. It was like an oasis, a safe haven. How did I ever chance upon such a gem?
But regardless. Having a friend as such is already a blessing.
