Day 95: Papers to Go

Never mind how small Singapore is supposed to be. Six years ago, everyday was a long winding road to my high school.  My iPod mini (those were the days) died at the start of 2nd year high school. So, I went the old school way in killing my time on bus rides. I usually bought a newspaper on my way home. By the end of my 45-minute journey, I would have finished reading it.

Nowadays, my bus rides typically last no more than 15 minutes. Looking out the bus window has become my preferred activity. As I watch scenes passing me by, I am reminded of the present moment I am living in.


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Olivia Griselda

A photographer & filmmaker based in Singapore.

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