That's Life

I had some free time today so I decided to go cycling.

I cycled the 75/184 - 74 route. I stopped for a while when I reached the place and and took a minute to look at the surroundings. The view of the compound from the vantage point that was the bus stop, the sheltered walkway to the MRT that was surrounded by green barricades and even the perennial crowd of white and blue all looked like they used to.

Something was different though.

And then it suddenly hit me that 3 weeks was a ridiculously long time.

On my way back home, one of my slippers gave way. The strap broke so I had to cycle back with one of my feet bare. It was not fun. Especially considering that my pedals have sharp ridges for better grip.