Pre-Monday Blues
Sunday, February 7, 2010, 07:01 p.m. #1654.

Haven't been to Orchard on a Sunday for quite a long time. Used to enjoy the "vibrancy" there, but now I feel a tinge of distaste as I leisurely strolled down the streets. Strangely, all the buzz felt extraordinarily cold.

A car that beat the red light self-righteously sounding the horn at a lady who was crossing the road when the green man was already on. Emotionless people moving around in the same mechanical way, almost everyone holding an identical iPhone. A plastic smile on the salesperson who was recommending an expensively plastic-looking bag to a lady with thick, plastic make-up. A man in his wheelcar playing a lonely and fragmented tune on his trumpet outside a building, that no one really appreciates. Beggars lying in the middle of the walkway. All that amidst the flashy buildings and beautiful people.

Maybe it's the pre-Monday blues.



But all it took to cheer me up was this laborious brush that worked really hard.



Not forgetting this smile-inducing whiteboard that lit up my day and broke the monotony of D.C. Circuits.