Friday, January 10, 2014

Home, obsolete, home

I remember the life before coming to the land of the long white clouds, I'd play hide and seek with my grandfather in this grotesque looking animal heads... 

Now that he's gone, my childhood memories are also crumbling apart...

That patch of green grass was where I was last happy; truly happy. Not the fake shit I put on these days. Too bad the wrecking ball came in too quickly for my building and all there's left is grass.

But hey I managed to get past security on the adjacent building by going thru the underground carpark, climbed 16 flights of stairs then peered down the edge. To see the last of my childhood fantasyland of frog heads. 

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