I came back to Singapore all in a hurry: the last two days in Myanmar passed in a flurry, dinners and baking and shopping and packing, quickly, late at night, barely time to savor the place, the time, before I was in the car, at the airport, in immigration, and back home, hugging my parents. Continue reading “Coming Home: Gap Year Week 32”
The spring is on the verge of tumbling into the fields in London. Continue reading “On a Goldcrested Afternoon”
One moment from the past year.