after a day of setup at the youth campsite, after a simple yet fulfilling late dinner with old pals ruth dewen and zinc, i headed towards woodlands interchange for my bus home. from a distance away, i saw somewhat similar to my bus service. the bus came. i raced towards the bus, full of energy with my fat red crumpler hitting my back. i reached the bus queue and waited patiently for the remaining passengers to go up the bus. sat comfortably in my seat and began dozing off. woke up to an amusing shock and realised that i'm in tampines. i took the wrong bus home.
listening: Sentimental by Kenny G
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