Singapore always invokes a lot of different feelings in me, leaving me feeling vulnerable and emotional. And I hate that. And what happens is that I end up buying too many shoes.

Bought three pairs of shoes, but nobody to share the joy with.

Shared a convo with the cutest blond little girl today, but nobody to talk about that to.

Feeling detached, but attached at the same time to Singapore, but nobody to listen to me about that...

I try to be more mature, more understanding, but I can never be as mature as you'd like me to be. Maybe I will be, when I'm older.