Every once in a while, you come across a certain aesthetic.
A certain vibe.
A certain way in which things are arranged.
And you can’t help but feel that if only more in the world were “rightly” arranged like that, more would be well in the world.
Every once in a while, you come across a certain aesthetic.
A certain vibe.
A certain way in which things are arranged.
And you can’t help but feel that if only more in the world were “rightly” arranged like that, more would be well in the world.
Out of the blue, this song came back to me one day.
For the music therapist who might be working towards meaningful engagement and improving my quality of life in a nursing home one day, don’t forget Stefanie Sun.
On another note, the comrade and I fly to Kyoto today, on a journey to make more memories of beauty and quiet š
So apart from connecting with the inner Self and recharging the soul, what else did I get up to in the 2 weeks without wifi?
Took up an intensive yoga class, ran away from charging waves, lost a lovely turquoise top in the laundry service after wearing it for just 2 days, and took more random pictures of the resident birds and their nests.
Till next time, wonderful abode of peace.
If you didn’t need to work for $$$…
Not the first time, but amazes me everytime.
This time, he/she sat calmly looking at me while the lift took us to the 12th floor.
End of story? He/She eventually stepped into the lift again, and I pressed ‘1’ to take it back to the ground floor.
Someone would have gotten a treat, seeing a cat walk out from a lift..
Reminder to Self: They are just carrots. Nothing more. Just Carrots. Just Carrots.
Weekend with the Aussie friendĀ a few weeks back.
Spent the night at hers at Manly, and we set off in the morning, taking a ferry from Manly Wharf to Circular Quay.
Pre-concert cuppa. The concert being the free Rising StarsĀ concert at the conservatorium.
Semi-lunch.
The ferry ride back to Manly, where we encountered very entertaining tourists taking videos and pictures… of themselves.
Random cat at Manly wharf.
“Is this your cat?” We asked the girl at the pushcart.
“No, someone just left it here while they went to do their shopping and asked me to look after it for awhile.” The salesgirl replied, gesturing to the supermarket behind us.
Why anyone would bring their cat out, on a leash, and leave it at a pushcart with a stranger while they went to do their shopping… Is just beyond comprehension. We had a good perplexing laugh about that.
Part 2 soon š