Bye Bye 07-146

My mama sold her flat. She told me. Nice little place at Holland Village. I must have been there once or twice, I don't remember. My mama never said much when we're there, but I know she loves the place.

It's strange how human beings grow attached to things. A watch, a car, a house. OK, a softtoy. It's even stranger how they ally themselves with concepts. God, karma, reincarnation, whatever. Blind faith? Faith is blind by default.

What's even blinder? Love.