You & A Dream

The truth is I don’t remember my eyes shutting or how I entered this other world where fantasy and reality swirl in dizzying speeds but this road leads me on and on until I saw you coming along for the ride I had grown so used to that my own subconscious keeps a little fragment…

Behind the Troubled Canopy

Tis the season of reflection. I wrote three short entries on another platform last September and October. It was written during a period of struggle, as I had to cope with losing my job, as well as other uncertainties plaguing my life at that time. Please Charge Your Device (Sep 3, 2019) “Your battery is…

Lessons From The Fort of Shame

Nov 16, 2019  On a downcast Saturday afternoon, my girlfriend and I decided to pay the nearby Old Ford Factory a visit. Tucked away in an enclave just beside a sprawling nature reserve, the war archive was probably a place you would have visited if you were a student in Singapore embarking on a mandatory…

Confessions of a Calloused Christian

I’ve been a Christian for 20 years now (I’m 27 this year). I grew up in a Christian household and I suppose it was only a matter of time before I took on the faith as well. Would I go so far as to call myself a true believer? I still don’t know, but allow…

Where Apologetic Faces Are A Currency

It’s that damn review. They were always punctual, but not this one. You see, it was to be my final appraisal before the company would confirm me as a permanent staff. The past sessions indicated that I had been doing well, but faint ripples were already punctuating still waters. “Sales have been terrible,” I heard…

Guilt-Free Fatigue

Hello, it’s me. After dusting the cobwebs off this musty writing space, I bring back from my adventures outside, a bag full of emotional burdens. What’s new? While I was away from my blog, I worked full-time as a copywriter for a particular brand, so I stopped writing, but I never really did, if this…

Changing of the Seasons

June 23rd, 2019 A few months ago, I never would have thought that things would unfold the way they did. In the grand scheme of life, I feel like a tiny petal drifting wherever the wind takes me, often with little or no inkling nor control over where I’d end up next. My reflection today…

No More Trains Left

I found myself at a crowded train station, packed to the brim with folks from all walks of life. Some were friends I grew up with, mucking around by the playground when I was a little boy. I spotted a few of them, and I waved. They waved back. The train platforms stretched to no…

Chinatown: Tradition’s Last Frontier

I’ll admit — when I was younger, I never enjoyed going to Chinatown. Not only was it out of the way — requiring bus/train transfers — but it was run down and seemed to be in a perpetual state of chaos, like a large colony of ants scattering about after being sprayed with water. Wide,…

#whatIfeelwhenIrun

Inspired by Sung Kang’s #whatiseewhenirundaily series, except I don’t run daily.   Disclaimer: highly experimental piece (as I venture into new writing styles)   Four in the afternoon, the sun in full bloom, my desire to run as blue as my pair of shoes, but still I go, phone and keys jangling in tow, as…