It’s the start of the 12th. Friends remark that time flies by. It does!
Quarter of a year. Funny how when your everyday revolves around an office routine, a quarter of a year seems like an eternity. But when your everyday is consciously filled with other significant and important parts of your life as well, a quarter of a year seems like a single cool afternoon breeze – ordinary yet unusual, very welcomed and passionately savoured. Tempting to sleep through it, yet you also feel like running out into the open and playing with the wind.
Breeze that carries the dew of past rain. Breeze that contains the rhythm of a future current.
Dig up a couple of things from the fridge… voila! cheesy Pomodoro pasta that looks amusingly like Hokkien mee.
Fruits on special offer at the supermarket… voila! Avocado milkshake. Yums 🙂
A birthday celebration, but lunch venue was too crowded. Found another newly opened place. Sesame seed grinder – what a curious little thing!