no sure have you tried before
whereas opening up ur hand when cycling
just to feel the wind
to me, it is the feeling of freedom.
Today, i visited pulau ubin, a small fishing village near changi, all by myself.
for how long on earth, i have been never cycle for decade.
by paying the rental shop SGD 6, there it is, me , a bicycle, a map and a LOMO.
nothing fansy about the island actually.
but, that’s what i fansy about.
well, accept it, another weirdo stuff i have inside.
unlike in the city, along the country road,
i was surrounded by bird whispers
and some insects languages
after the corner of no where road,
i found a small yard with an old man fishing beside the lake.
this is the time i stop for a couple snaps of photo.
mother nature.
the only thing that would release me from month of 12 hours pick up tasks,
and also hundreds of issues emails and phone calls.
well! i am fully charge now!
as my colleague said to me once we took MRT together,
“hey you! see u at the war, tomorrow”
