ahhh, im finally back from my escapade. nope, not e same as those ive had b4, it's a whole new experience.
walking real slowly at a snail's pace lets u see e world differently from 140km/h.

u see:
e clouds warp ard the moon,
e wobbly steps of mine,
e ripples on e surface of the lake,
e clear view of e moon in an open carpark,
e clouds changing,
e spooky illuminated Heritage Centre,
e experience of standing under blinking zebra crossing lights,
e lorry with neon lights and devil horns,
e constant longing to be at the rooftops of buildings u see,
e clouds trying to cover e moon to its dismay,
e view over e canopy of buildings,
e brave girl who walks alone in the dark dim corridor,
e I-nvr-knew-that-was-the-HSS-library library
e trickling fountains,
e troop of ants under my feet,
e overgrown short trees that seem to wrap ard u
e narrow lanes of shorthouses to ur sides,
e buzzzing streetlamp.
e black and white cat across the road on the pavement staring at oncoming vehicles,
e view of dimmed lights in rooms as ppl mug
e stares of bored ppl in the midst of mugging,
and especially e absence of humans ard me.

how thrilling. =]


now i can concuss in peace.