Did London happen at all?
Between today and the last time I was in my room in Singapore, a whole school year has gone by, just like that.
Packed into it were nine months of life, basically- lectures, classes, papers, travels, friendships, experiences... (the list goes on).
And yet, untrue as I know this to be, it feels as though back in Singapore, nothing has changed.
I am living two lives now.
Each seems to pick up when the other stops.
In October when I return to London, I know that as I open the big boxes of all the stuff that I have sent to storage over summer,
the London life, alongside everything else I have packed away, unravels itself and starts once again,
while the Singapore life freezes in line with my absence.
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