two: so i'm back from penang

just came back from quite a lovely trip to penang. it's that whole going at it alone idea that makes it so special and unique. playing monopoly till the wee hours of the day, or scrabble on a small dingy little cabin, arguing about not going to penang to eat secret recipe, it's the little things that count.

in the end, it's these little moments which tide us through the hard times. it's these short clips of life, these pockets of memories which we all need to hold on to when things aren't going right for us. it's that temporal joy which we need to use to defend against adversity. it's like shouting at adversity in the face, saying, hey, you can't do nothing to me, i've had good times before, you can't put me down permanently! it's that badge of honour which we pin on proudly proclaiming that there's an experience i have that only i know about. we feel comfortingly superior in the knowledge that i own something you don't and will never have.