Uninspired
March 13th, 2007
after one too many of those ice cream wafer bar things you find all over Orchard Road, i figured i’d recuperate from the dairy overdose by eating something totally wholesome and carbohydratey. but alas, the gods of healthy eating do not smile down on me; as destiny would have it, i found myself inadvertently walking past NYDC. what is NYDC, you ask? “a dessert lover’s paradise on earth”, says a glowing Straits Time review on their wall. well, I’M a dessert lover! paradise on earth sounds good to me. and indeedy, their Cookie Monster Mudpie does not disappoint.
i told myself i wouldnt bring my laptop to singapore. 4 days is a short time - it should be spent in the company of my wacky friends in singapore instead of exasperatedly hunting down free wifi. but i took a look at my planner and started to panic - the end of the month is too close for comfort! must. finish. everything. i. have. to. do!!! even if it means sitting in a Dessert Lover’s Paradise On Earth (got free wifi also, yay! but no electric powerpoint, boo!) staring at a gazillion word documents and typing away frantically, when i could be wading through the bowels of Chinatown (which i love) or exploring the little shops on River Valley Road. sigh. maybe next time, singapore, maybe next time.
oh and look! the ice cream vendor i took a photo with last year is still around! i took a pic with him again :
at this point i just need some inspiration. i’ve been having some kind of mental block lately, and it’s not helping my productivity any. sigh! where is my muse?! it’s certainly not chocolate anymore. i hit Max Brenner for some chocolate debauchery last night with tim after catching Yo La Tengo (which was an awesome concert btw), but instead of feeling inspired all i wanted to do was sleep.
and so i slept, and i had a weird dream. it was weird because it wasnt weird. had it really happened in real life, it would have blended in perfectly with everyday occurences. it just wasnt dreamlike, you know? when i woke up, i thought there was no way that could have been a dream - it was too normal and too precise. no hurtling down endless spaces, or driving fast cars with strangers, or going home to a place that i know in my dream as home but is not really home. there was none of that. it was all very sensible and probable. i even reacted in my dream the way i would react in real life. so i woke up thinking that i was just remembering something that happened last week or something. but then when i was more lucid i realized that no, this never happened in real life. it was all in fact just a dream. so why do i feel so invaded?
dont know lah. im just glad that this time i remembered to bring money to singapore. the last time i was here i forgot to bring money, haha. and did i mention that i have achieved something that i never would have thought was possible?! this is : i came here for a 4-day stay with 1 backpack. that’s it. just one. and … only one pair of shoes.
i am a new woman!
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