Just another Saturday night

I feel woozy- the feeling one always get from the recovery of a sickness.
That and a throbbing headache for the entire day. Bleargh.

The long weekend just passed me by and I already feel like I need a decent getaway. I haven't been to the beach in ages and it's so ironic that I'm within a kilometre of it everyday for about 12 hours each day. I don't have all the time in the day to lumber to ECP and sit at Coffeebean, unlike Mr Ixer. And neither can I run. And yesterday being 13 day reminded me of the time we went to Sentosa the day after End-of-years in IP1 (Those sweet people actually waited for Lynn and I to complete the Malay paper) and it was the most refreshing fulfilling outing I had with friends in a long time then. We made sandcastles, played Volleyball with random people (whose ball got stuck up a coconut tree), had lunch at a Japanese restaurant, played frisbee and... (: It's interesting how things always seem better on hindsight- maybe everything, including our feelings, is relative to our current frame of mind, and state.

I just hung the laundry outside and my mum is cracking a joke on how ghosts go around wearing the clothes of other people.
"It's been ages since I wore decent clothing, wearing white is such a bore..."
"Oooh...fine silk."

I actually like hanging out the laundry to dry. I get to think under bloated clouds and a wide starry sky, going through the motions that only require 1/10th of the brainwork I usually do, without any distractions.

I realized today that I got to increase my patience threshold and be more tolerant.

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