Black white theme
Stark and clean
a million paper balls
in the bin.
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be,
A short (1 min plus) song by Simon and Garfunkel
It’s been raining since early morning and I just want to crawl back into bed, but the guilt of not accomplishing much yesterday prevents me from doing so.
Going to SGH later to visit maternal ahma. Hope she’s fine and the tubes will be taken out soon. SGH has great nurses & doctors, but still, hospitals are never nice. The white is too stark and the strong sterile smell makes everything unnatural. Hospitals are difficult places to be. And the subconscious tells you that every moment, a tragedy is unfolding. I don’t want any of those moments to ever belong to people I care about.
But life is fleeting, time’s rarely on our side, and we can only hope that it would be great while it last, that we’ll make it worthwhile.
Mind and heart,
some cursory looks,
Yes, more happiness,
But also, so much hurt.