Journal

Every spark, filed in order.

Five entries so far — cafés, markets, coincidences, a void deck, and one night when the estate went quiet but my head didn't. Newest at the top.

51 Chin Swee Road — something criminal happened. I heard the alarm; I still don't know the details.

Late-night thinking from Ghim Moh — ideas that refuse to dim with the corridor lights.

A habit spotted twice, a coincidence noted, and the chain that followed me home.

Saturday morning at Ghim Moh — one question leading to the next like dominoes.

A corner table, a scribbled question, and the idea that arrived before the kopi cooled.