I was not doing anything one night recently & was ask to join a friend of mine for a drive around. I hesitated but took up the invite as I vividly remember I really loved night rides but did not have much time for that in the past year.
After I hopped on, my friend updated that we'll go grab some yum yum before we head to a park to eat. Hmm, it's not really what I expected but we bought fries, apple pie & cinnamon bites from a fast food joint and headed off into the night. Cool wind in my hair, music in the background while we chatted. However I can't help but kept checked my yum yum, they are getting cool fast. Terrible me, worried about the wrong thing at the wrong time. I turned back to my friend as we were still not decided on where to go. I was offered, we will either head upwards (Kent Ridge) or seawards (Labrador). I felt like listening to the waves that night & reached Labrador Park after much detour.
We walked alittle & settled down on a bench right along the walkway next to the sea and started eating..cold fries = yucks, sweet cinnamon bites = yum. However it started to drizzle & we had to hide in the car. Luck was with us & ventured out after the short interim rain. The rain seemed to have cleared the skies, it transformed into a cool starry night & I could see the distant industrialized island so clearly opposite us. I was mesmerised for a moment & my imagination drifted.. I named the scenery I saw right at that moment, in my heart: My Christmas Island.
Pretty right?
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