Finally got my wireless ADSL router up and running. And this gives me the opportunity to use my laptop at home, which has been left to dust in the corner of my bedroom ever since I moved back. And it also gives me the opportunity to clean up my fucking messy bedroom. My bedroom is in such a mess, partly because it's the most unused part of my home. Other than sleeping, I seriously found little use for the bedroom, except to dump my stuff. But now, I have to make space for the renewed vigour in my laptop. And so, I tidied diligently and somehow accidentally opened the drawer that is used to contain my ex-gf's gifts. Everything came back to me so strongly that I almost choked. For a few minutes, I thought about her good points, thought about her cute surprises, thought about the good old days, thought about recounciling. But then I couldn't, could I? How I miss talking to her. Soulmate, best friend, gf. I realised I couldn't just dump everything aside. The clay figuring, the stars she folded, the movie ticket stubs, the sweet notes she scribbled with the tiny hands of hers, damn, I feel like turning back the clock. I felt I have changed so much. Have I been escaping all the while?