praise You when im laughing
praise You when im weeping

Recent aforethought of musings here always got disrupted by inversely proportionate intimacy. And today saw elation, like downpours during a drought. I delight myself while I share the worth of this day.

No photos for the night, simply because none were taken. But my faith stands unshaken in mere letters that recall my relief. Alongside me, as though in Narnia Prince Caspian, were Mr Phua, JC, Germ and Lala.

For what seemed like the longest time, nostalgia resurfaced while I embraced the warmth of my fellow comrades. I appreciate the spontaneity, the differences, the togetherness, the honesty and the long-lived sense of ambition. These are the people I want to model after, also the ones I trust.

To say I miss the not-so-old times would be an understatement of the highest order - especially for the one who dreads time.