Feeling a little fucked up, i had a slow walk to punggol park alone last night around 12am, thought it would be spooky, but the 24 hours kopitiam was bustling, endless life going on down there. So i joined in the crowd and ate a plate of chicken rice. Shortly after, i sat down at the badminton court just beside the kopitiam, amazingly the wind was just nice, no flies, many little kids playing around the playground and the national flags swaying from left to right. Ah, what a wonderful sight ! It truly was an enjoyable night, being alone might not be that bad afterall :)