oat milk

I'm typing this now, a short walk away from Pasir Ris Interchange, where I have to assemble. Soon it'll be like the old times like BB, but perhaps, worse?

"I became aware of the old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors’ eyes — a fresh, green breast of the new world." - The Great Gatsby

Haha.

Pray for my strength. It'll be nice to keep in touch via SMS.