it has been four weeks since i last got back but today feels more like home more than it has ever been. lunch with zhaoqi, bjorn and colin at goto was sublime, with dishes having their own unique flavours without being overpoweringly so. bumped into joy, emily soon, and then dinner with waikit, wanjun, bing, jo, kelvin, with solomon, changming and sok coming by later.
it felt like a homecoming of sorts, and also a sign of how far, oh how far we have come since salient salad days.
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and the question is, what will you be doing now, and i wished i had a more concrete answer, but it really depends. will there be clarity through the looking glass, will there be substantiality of sorts, will there be answers to questions?
“oh mummy what’s a sex pistol/oh mummy what’s a sex pistol/ tonight we beg tonight we beg the question”
