Eventful Saturdays

It's done. I've had two consecutive eventful Saturday. It was very much eventful. I was awake at 3.30 am. With my mom. And my dad. And we were being quiet.

In the small wee hours of the morning when the air is biting chills into my skin. And my mom was outdoor with me, with her sweater, and still in her jammies. And I feel like an ass dragging my parents out at 4 in the morning. And she wouldn't leave without knowing I'm safe in the bus, safe with the people I'm going to be with. Safe.

She was gonna go back to bed, and I was the pitstop she was making. And I wanted her to go back to bed. It's too early in the morning. I walked her back to the car.

Subsequently, the morning was spent having a cold nose, cold fingers, cold feet. Dark bus, last row, dim thoughts.

I was out on the streets by 10. I stopped by for breakfast, and a really kau coffee. Authentic. And started my day walking. It was hot outside. And I had my Pod with me.

I found the most amazing pair of Carrie shoes. It's gonna go so well with my Carrie dress. Everything about it screamed Carrie. And I was sold.