Typical Sunday night. Resisting sleep. Once I close my eyes and lose consciousness, it will be tomorrow. Five days of work. I don't want to face that yet.
One more month to Tokyo. Watching 海角七號 makes me miss Taiwan again.
Paid an impromptu visit to Haw Par Villa this afternoon. I thought it would be empty and ghostly but it's actually healthily filled with visitors. There were at least two bus loads of tourists in there when I was walking around. The last time I was in there was a long time ago. The water slide was still around then. Walking around today, I don't even remember where it was. There was a cordoned off, rundown amphitheatre I don't recall seeing. I wonder what performances went on in there.
Abandoned spaces that used to house joy and laughter are rather sad. All that boisterous energy, did any get trapped? If ruins could convey thoughts, what would they say.
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