
My happy place.

Have yet to write out my schedule for March.

My first loud shirt for Chinese New Year Day 1, looking forward to freezing some sunshine.

Armed with my gameboy bag.

A demure bag for other days.

Where the person you like very much, happens to like you as well. The possibility of which is like striking TOTO, statistically pessimistic.

My table situation for days and weeks.

The days impossibly warm and the skies overly cheerful watching us burn.