I watch as you maneuver in your cool yet sometimes awkward demeanor, as you allow your personal hygiene to plant that pimple, as you change your mind about me and our future. I watch, standing in the same spot, feet chained firmly to the ground.

Reminiscing the year and a half, the ups and downs, a crack was creeping its way down the middle. Diverging destinations, it's something we cannot control.

But sometimes, I just miss you so much it's hard to contain.

The end is not near, it's here. Yes it is. 3 days till I return. No more gallivanting the streets of Melbourne cos I'm financially all wrung out, plus I still have a fair bit to pack. More of the simple pleasures for the next few days. Lying in the park with my hot coffee, having taro milk tea to go, watch the cute french waiter serve me awesome french crepes... And I reckon that's all the time I have. Oh well, I will be back in December. Albeit the weather won't be as wonderful as the last couple of days, in fact, it would be quite horrendous come December, but I reckon I will miss ValleyGirl and Forever New and Supre and EasyWay's taro milk tea and chilli eggs at Cafe Sweetheart too much to care about the scorching sun rays on my face, searing me to a tender rare.

And that's 1 for the drama queen in me.

Ok. Don't have that much time to spend sitting in front of my computer. See you SG-eans soon!