*Cue mantra voice* I accept that I cannot get everything right and I accept that consequences follow either way.

This is it, guys. I’m pressing publish without getting everything (or even anything) (that I can perceive to be) the way I think it should be.

I would like to maintain a list of firsts and seconds.

I keep thinking hey the first post should be super special. And it could have been so many things. The moment at Punggol Park a few days ago when I thought that, ‘I’d never thought that I’d say this but I heart Punggol Park’. It is a landmark in so many ways, in HB and PP’s lives, and mine and JX’s.

Or it could have been the River Safari.

Or watching a movie at midnight on a weekday. And revisiting that feeling that comes when I really am looking forward to watching something.

Or facing my vices like being a mall rat. Which almost always involves a major showdown among various strains including but not limited to The Paradox/Paralysis of Choice, Consumerism, Flow (as in Positive Psychology), Shopping, Window Shopping, Economics, Urban Life, The Built Environment, Art, Experimentation. I have a history of scurrying in malls, I realise.

Well. Hello World. Madcap sometimes is not too bad at all.