I am not one who makes a fuss out of nothing. So this morning when I got out of bed and stepped on a moth, I only wrapped it – tight – in a piece of tissue and dumped it into my bin. The moth was half dead, possibly the after effects from my insecticide spraying spree last night. I only quietly hoped that it wasn't my grandfather or grandmother visiting. Today's not my birthday, their death day, Qing Ming or the seventh month. Shouldn't have been them.
I am trying to win WW for the most-posts-in-one-day award... cos the last three posts were all posted today (although the Singapore time setting shows it as two separate days).
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