Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Oasis

Post Prelims doesn't taste so sweet after all. after all.. it isn't freedom.. yet. push back little teething doubts behind the smoky screen, sweep little eyesores under the carpet. my hard-earned not so well deserved interim freedom doesn't need wet blankets to dampen the mood.

worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes. my motto is set. at least till this week is over.

for now it's smooth smoky sensuous jazz. citylink mall. frothing hot favourite vanilla latte. my personal red plush couch. noon sun slanting through or hot hard rain hitting the panels. armed with no more than the bare necessities and Salman Rushdie's Fury.

that's my little midnoon at the oasis.

Joyce Lim unzipped at 9:19 PM with 0 comments
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