Breezy Afternoon in Singapore

It was a breezy afternoon in Singapore, a few hours after the rain. I walked past a pub at 5.30pm. An ‘OPEN’ sign was displayed. Peering in, all I see are empty tables and empty chairs. Then I thought of this:

(About how crowded and alive O’Neils was, even at 3pm.)

 

And then the next thought was this:

(About how it refreshes you, and not like the bitter chicken essence we have here.)

Then the following thought was this:

(About how Weijia’s place was 1 minute away from O’Neils.)

And then this:

(About how I must get this shit over and done with)

Within two seconds, I continued my breezy afternoon walk.