a little yellow butterfly flitted past me this morning as i traipsed through the greens at Fort Canning Park.
how do i describe that feeling of being in the woods again?
the cool, refreshing micro climate afforded by the trees...
the crickets chirping...
the quiet bustle of the city in the background...
ah.... it's been a long while since this has happened.
the sweat that dripped down my back was like a long overdue detox...
i hope this won't be the first and last.
Good. The robert frost in you is coming back.
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