I miss him.

The Love Birds, iPad Pencil Sketching

I woke up this morning, crawled my left hand to the left side of the bed, to feel if he’s there. “Not there. Isn’t it Sunday yet?” I must be dreaming. As usual, he’s up earlier than me. I got…

Everyone loves talking.

Everyone loves talking. More so when it comes to talking about their lives or themselves.  The opportunity to communicate in terms of thoughts and feelings are pivotal. Not denying that it is possibly one of the few ways an individual…

I am drained.

chef's wife diary about

Hustle, bustle… if they come without passion, what am I aiming for? Constantly thinking, constantly trying to find the meaning to life. I can’t help but emphasise how important it is to keep focused and reminded on our goals. If…

How far does fame bring me?

Tanjong Beach, Singapore

First day of fame, it feels amazing. People love me. People adore me. People want a piece of me. Because I am being the perfect me. I didn’t want it to stop. Fame is addictive and it’s a lot of…