I do not really like walking (means = distant walking). I would perspire and I would get frustrated. Or maybe I am just plain L A Z Y.
But last evening, I did a walk. A slow walk from the nursery at Thomson Road to Toa Payoh Lorong 1. Firstly, I took a train from Raffles Place to Braddell MRT Station. Then I took a cab from Braddell to Thomson Road. I had plenty of ideas running through my mind when I was having my train ride. I was asking myself over and over, what station should I stop at? Should I take a cab to Thomson? Or, should I take a quick paced walk to Thomson? Or, should I take a quick paced walk to Thomson and slower paced walk to Toa Payoh Lorong 1?
I decided on dropping off at Toa Payoh Station. But I mistakenly got off at Braddell instead. Ohhh.. Nevermind, I will just go on up and see how. I then decided to take a cab from the main road for I recall taken a walk with my Prince, Edward and of course, Kris to the nursery. I kinda remember the route. But to be sure, I decided to take a cab to Thomson instead. I did not want to walk by myself through that lonely stretch of road back from the nursery.
I reached Thomson Road in less than 5 minutes and the taxi driver had even cautioned me against walking along that stretch of road come nightfall for the area is "dirty" (simply means = ghosts / spirits / encounters of the 3rd kind). I told him that it should be okay for it is still bright; won't be too dark to walk back. He insisted that I should not. Well, anyways, not that I am being stubborn nor non-superstitious. It is just that I know I would have certain kinds of protection to watch over me. But, really, the main reason was, I needed a quiet time to myself - to see the trees and much less of traffic on the road.
I got to the nursery at Far East Flora at around 6.40pm. I immediately went into the 'freezer' to search for flowers.
There aren't many selections but nevertheless, I decided to get what I came for. I looked through the different types of flowers peeking out from their translucent plastic wrappings. I walked to and fro, bent over and almost under, spoke to them flowers and at the same time, telling myself to not shiver and stay in there to be awake to choose the flowers carefully. I contemplated on the different colours and countries of the roses (oh by the way, i love white / yellow / champagne roses. I've yet to see the black coloured ones. But I'm sure I'll love them too...) and of course lilies (cala lilies are my favourite...) and of course tulips, amongst others (because I don't know their names, mah...).
I finally decided to get a bouquet of red roses and a bouquet of lilies. I lunged them both bouquets home and took my time to walk that stretch of road. Luckily, I had the company of a young gal. She had just finished jogging and was taking the same route with me. So, unknown jogging gal was walking in front of me and me, just meters behind her. I checked out her body, her curves, her hair, and of course her toned legs and arms. She has a good body and she probably is still of school age – Junior College or University or something something.
I took in the sight of her back, the air, the trees and of course the quiet, it was lovely.
When I got home, my Prince was in the shower. I covered her eyes and asked her to guess what surprise I have for her. After a couple of missed attempts, she finally got it right. And what a surprise she got thereafter. She gave me a big hug after I told her that I got the flowers from Far East Flora. She gave me another big hug and a kiss (too) when I told her that I walked all the way back from the nursery.
I told her to place the flowers in the vases and place the roses for Kris in his bedroom, on his side table. The flowers were for Kris because he has been feeling down lately. They were meant to bring Kris smiles and calm.
The lilies?? They were for my Prince because she has been… Eh, nothing le. Because she has been such a darling lo!! Plus, she was a little down yesterday. Hence I wanted to bring her cheers and laughter.
I have achieved both. I brought people very close to my hearts smiles and laughter. I feel happy too.
I have found searching for the right bouquet of flowers Therapeutic. It takes my mind off things for a while.
I have also found taking a walk along a quiet stretch of road is Therapeutic (this stretch of road is not entirely deserted.. Cars and lorries do make use of this road. It’s a short cut to Thomson Road! And if it’s entirely deserted, I wouldn’t have walked at all...)
Haahaahaa... Heeheehee... Now join me everybody, smile and say, Cheezzee...
But last evening, I did a walk. A slow walk from the nursery at Thomson Road to Toa Payoh Lorong 1. Firstly, I took a train from Raffles Place to Braddell MRT Station. Then I took a cab from Braddell to Thomson Road. I had plenty of ideas running through my mind when I was having my train ride. I was asking myself over and over, what station should I stop at? Should I take a cab to Thomson? Or, should I take a quick paced walk to Thomson? Or, should I take a quick paced walk to Thomson and slower paced walk to Toa Payoh Lorong 1?
I decided on dropping off at Toa Payoh Station. But I mistakenly got off at Braddell instead. Ohhh.. Nevermind, I will just go on up and see how. I then decided to take a cab from the main road for I recall taken a walk with my Prince, Edward and of course, Kris to the nursery. I kinda remember the route. But to be sure, I decided to take a cab to Thomson instead. I did not want to walk by myself through that lonely stretch of road back from the nursery.
I reached Thomson Road in less than 5 minutes and the taxi driver had even cautioned me against walking along that stretch of road come nightfall for the area is "dirty" (simply means = ghosts / spirits / encounters of the 3rd kind). I told him that it should be okay for it is still bright; won't be too dark to walk back. He insisted that I should not. Well, anyways, not that I am being stubborn nor non-superstitious. It is just that I know I would have certain kinds of protection to watch over me. But, really, the main reason was, I needed a quiet time to myself - to see the trees and much less of traffic on the road.
I got to the nursery at Far East Flora at around 6.40pm. I immediately went into the 'freezer' to search for flowers.
There aren't many selections but nevertheless, I decided to get what I came for. I looked through the different types of flowers peeking out from their translucent plastic wrappings. I walked to and fro, bent over and almost under, spoke to them flowers and at the same time, telling myself to not shiver and stay in there to be awake to choose the flowers carefully. I contemplated on the different colours and countries of the roses (oh by the way, i love white / yellow / champagne roses. I've yet to see the black coloured ones. But I'm sure I'll love them too...) and of course lilies (cala lilies are my favourite...) and of course tulips, amongst others (because I don't know their names, mah...).
I finally decided to get a bouquet of red roses and a bouquet of lilies. I lunged them both bouquets home and took my time to walk that stretch of road. Luckily, I had the company of a young gal. She had just finished jogging and was taking the same route with me. So, unknown jogging gal was walking in front of me and me, just meters behind her. I checked out her body, her curves, her hair, and of course her toned legs and arms. She has a good body and she probably is still of school age – Junior College or University or something something.
I took in the sight of her back, the air, the trees and of course the quiet, it was lovely.
When I got home, my Prince was in the shower. I covered her eyes and asked her to guess what surprise I have for her. After a couple of missed attempts, she finally got it right. And what a surprise she got thereafter. She gave me a big hug after I told her that I got the flowers from Far East Flora. She gave me another big hug and a kiss (too) when I told her that I walked all the way back from the nursery.
I told her to place the flowers in the vases and place the roses for Kris in his bedroom, on his side table. The flowers were for Kris because he has been feeling down lately. They were meant to bring Kris smiles and calm.
The lilies?? They were for my Prince because she has been… Eh, nothing le. Because she has been such a darling lo!! Plus, she was a little down yesterday. Hence I wanted to bring her cheers and laughter.
I have achieved both. I brought people very close to my hearts smiles and laughter. I feel happy too.
I have found searching for the right bouquet of flowers Therapeutic. It takes my mind off things for a while.
I have also found taking a walk along a quiet stretch of road is Therapeutic (this stretch of road is not entirely deserted.. Cars and lorries do make use of this road. It’s a short cut to Thomson Road! And if it’s entirely deserted, I wouldn’t have walked at all...)
Haahaahaa... Heeheehee... Now join me everybody, smile and say, Cheezzee...
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