Not that this day has any significance to me. But it is the last day of the month July, and I can't help but notice that time is sitting in a rocket launcher.
So the question is: What have I been doing for the past 7 months?
Maybe nothing, maybe a lot. But I like to think that I had enjoyed myself. Well, I had been out for holidays practically once every 3 or 4 months, and I'm not even a flight attendant. This is just one of my ways of chilling out and relax and to experience life outside of SG.
But still, life is not complete without my own home. Our home.
Guess that will have to wait.
"The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year."
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