neighborhood

One of the many shophouses I pass by on my way to work. I love shophouses! I only noticed today that these four in particular have the same design but have different Chinese characters labelled on them. Sadly, it's not very obvious in the photo.

Two more days and I won't be coming to this place often anymore. I've grown accustomed to a lot of things here, and I'll be sad to leave them behind. Small things like rushing to the bakery before work to buy my favourite raisin and cream buns, having the fish soup stall aunty recognize me, seeing tons of old school Chinese shops around, etc. are things that I'll miss. 

I love coming to Chinatown and I'll miss coming here for work. I love how peaceful it is most days. It's not crowded and you don't see a ton of office people during lunch hours. Even if you do, they're the kinds that are tolerable. Hahaha I just have a thing against office people, oops.

I don't know how to explain it. You know how if you have a reason go to a place almost daily, you slowly  begin to feel like you're a part of it? As though you become part of the inner workings of the place, much  like a small blood vessel that keeps the heart going and pumping. And if you lose that reason to go to the place, you'll just feel like an outsider all over again. 

Ok, I don't know if anyone would ever get what I'm trying to get across. *sob*