Summer Rain

It's pouring. the rare kind of pouring in london. the kind that makes enough noise to give you some peace. but then the clouds will hide the moon that shines on me..

smells nice after the rain

and yesterday's pretty awesome lunch =)

I see the moon and the moon sees me...

There is a certain sense of comfort in seeing that the moon I see shining over me is exactly the same as the one I see shining over me in Singapore.

whoever it is that is governing the things going on in this world, he hates me.