The best kind of friends are the ones you don't have to try with. The kind that when you're together, you just slip back into the same old group dynamics as though all the years never went by.
It felt like time was endless, sitting on the wooden floor of the Sentosa Boardwalk, talking and laughing about the past. Talking and laughing about Ian moonlighting as a call boy, deliberately misunderstanding his every job description to be something dirty. Hadn't laughed that hard in ages. Sure beats crunches and sit ups.
People say look forward, but IMHO the comfort of the past can be so much more alluring.
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I will not let these moments define my life.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Under The Boardwalk
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