hmm.. i forgot my mobile phone yesterday and i realised something
when you forget your phone, the whole world seems to remember you..
weird isn't it?
when i reached home, i saw 6 messages and 2 missed calls waiting for me.
another interesting observation was that i somehow didn't feel too worried that no one could reach me. i guess the only people who needed to contact me would be those involved in the project and my ETs who met up with me on weds for dinner at Double Bay.
somehow, DB seems to be my choice place for girly catch ups..
yes, i am full of thoughts and am kinda pondering with a heavy heart, i guess it's me feeling melancholy again..