march passes. a month with days of the unseasonably cold. i’ve not been waking up early enough to listen to the sounds of children singing downstairs as the neighbourhood awakens. this must change. the morning air must be crisper than i think. i’m not a morning person, but it should be nice to be one. i like breakfast foods like toast and coffee, muesli and chocolate milk, fried bee hoon and tehpeng. and there is air so fresh and birds so high it makes me want to inhale the sky. at least, that is what i imagine a good morning to be. but it’s almost 2 am now and i’m still cyber-wanderlusting. i need to sleep now. and please, no dreams please.
sleep tight ah dear. (“;)
heh, thanks much babe. i did.