Walking is good.

I have a niche for random journeys around singapore, often as a past time hobby while waiting for a friend. Dislike by many, these journeys always bring new experiences.

Aljunied is a place of the past, of good breakfast, and of eminent aging population and young grand children. It is also a place of sundays. I've been patroning my favourite wanton mee stall for the last 12 years, it is where I have my most important meal on sundays, breakfast. While homemade chilli and tomato sauce engulfs their noodles, whole shrimps find themselves in every dumpling. The texture is just right, and the dumpling soup base is rightly broiled with the right amount of ikan billis. The taste is exclusively unique, you'll never find it elsewhere. Rich in flavour, yet full of familiar growing up rebellion.

I crossed the road to find an old merchandise shop that I had never stopped to look amidst the busy schedule of emptiness and cares of the world. A random glance of old trading cards prompted the inquisite me to look for what I had collected 13 years ago, marvel cards. Oh you'll never find these cards anywhere else, and with sheer luck I found a hidden pack among other labeled junks thickly covered with dust. Though it isn't exactly the series that I had once been so crazy after, vivid memories flashed across my mind in an instant. "I'll take this!"

I'm just 23, yet I spoke as if I'm 32. A simple trip to even a familiar can bring about much revelation. Imagine many others before me with much heart wrenching and spirit lifting years of their life, searching for something once lost and yet still familiar akin to yesterday. Time to relieve your stress and find your identity, let's take a walk down memory lane. What will you find?