In Singapore, I am seen as a sloth like person.
After leaving Singapore for a few days now,
I am just now starting to miss it.
I am a few days late.
slowly but surely, my senses have caught up with me though,
and it realizes all the things that are missing now.
Don't get me wrong, I am glad to be back in Canada.
but its so different here I wonder if the trip ever happened at all.
could have very well been a long coma dream I had.
Then I look up on my staple board,
and I see the pictures and notes and gifts I was given.
So it wasn't just a dream eh!
I couldn't have wrote and made those in a dream!
my good buddies did.
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I miss Singapore too.
And you'll always be the sloth although you're not in Singapore anymore.
I miss Singapore as well.
Don't worry, you won't get bitten by Karina, nor won't you be able to poke me had you not really gone to Singapore. So it's not a dream. It was real. It is real.
Although they say that you were the sloth, remember that you are also the tiger, as you say.
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