Woah, why is June moving so fast?! It's already the 3rd!
In just 12 days I will be leaving Singapore and that thought is both depressing and poignant. Essentially, I will losing 1 month this year; July. July will be practically non-existence for me. Oh, I will be deeply aware of each passing day. The question is will I be able to enjoy each day or will it just be a countdown? A strike for each day till I am home again.
