Finance Minister & I took a walk back to our old place today, for a last look. Next weekend we will hand the flat over to HDB, so today was the final Saturday we could still call it ours :-)
Emptied of everything, the old place looked huge. Our voices echoed through the rooms, and light bounced off the walls and floor. The dustballs previously hidden comfortably behind furniture were rolling about in all their greyish glory too - looking like fine powder in some places, a mossy carpet in others.
The ending of an era.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
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