{ Rainbow }

About 6.15pm and I’m making my way home, becos Tuesday is boring and sucks and I want it to end ASAP. But u noe, it’s that time of the day to reflect and cleanse my soul wif the therapeutic act of walking, as I embark my journey upon exiting the MRT.

Not even like 5 mins of walking while jamming to some Craig David in my head, do I encounter some bad aura. A young chap, going fast af on his unnecessarily giant red PMD, oblivious to the fact dat he’d prolly had caused 3 murders if he was riding just slightly to the left.

Oof dat grinds my gears on several levels. Why so fast man? I swear ur PMD was prolly white when u bought it. Its painted red by the blood of the pedestrians u accidentally killed. And why isit so big? Thats essentially a car youve got there on the walkway. And why r u blasting the song Miracle? Don’t ruin Cascada for me man. I didn’t enjoy dat, and deliberately walked a lil slower so he’d zoom out of my sight, and cleanse the agitation from my mind.

It’s about 6.30 now and it’s golden hour. Sun’s looking real bright, which is great for selfies, but not for my vision. Gotta go the void deck path to avoid the overwhelming brightness for a lil bit. Many preschools around here, weirdly disproportionately distributed. But it’s nice around dis time cos parents r picking up their little pockets of sunshine.

Sure enough, ahead of me all of a sudden was a dad and his little girl, in her cute little yellow school uniform. “Daddy see how fast I can run!” as she dashes to the nearest pillar, and then starts jumping about like a goofy goober. Dad’s walking slowly to her, smiling, just rlly happy to see her happy. “Wah very fast meimei!”, as she giggles and goes to hug him.

Eh yo dis is way too wholesome and heartwarming for me to handle. The urge to squeeze things suddenly filled me. It was too cute. What is dis overwhelming happiness? I must sit down, process dis tingly feeling before I resume. It was a full blend of 🥺 ❤️🥰💕😭 running thru my mind and body. After a few mins it subsided, and it’s time to continue. Sun’s gone by now. It’s just after 7 and getting dark.

As I’m walking, I see a few benches ahead, with a preschool teacher sitting quietly alone. She was wearing dat distinct dark blue Sparkletots shirt. Perhaps she’s just taking a break, having just finished her long day.

But I couldn’t help but feel a lil tinge of sadness. Preschool teachers deserve the world. Theyre always embodying kindness, care and love, in hopes dat they pass those traits down to their kids. Dat ain’t easy dats for sure, so its kinda heartbreaking when u see dat the world doesn’t usually give them back the same amount of care theyre giving. Its also kind of a sad thought noeing they’ll prolly never see the rewards of their efforts, as their kids leave them at like 6 yrs old. Part of me wanted to go to dat teacher and be like “Hello, look I’m a former child dat grew up to be a decent adult, and it’s thanks to u lot <3”. Ofc I couldnt do dat w/o coming across as some kind of weirdo, but perhaps one day if I’m smoother wif my words I cld…

The journey reached its end point as I entered the lift at my block. There I tot back, dat in just abt 45 minutes, I had 3 distinct major emotions. Dats like 15 mins for each feeling. It’s nice. It’s nice being able to feel and immerse ourselves constantly, both in good and bad things. It helps us notice the colours prevalent around us. I exited the lift, and resumed my evening routine at home.

22.07.2025