Thanks.

4.44am.

The earlier conversation with Kris in Melbourne lasted 44 minutes and 44 seconds.

Oh well. A pointless observation.

Thanks for calling from Melbourne, Kris.
Thanks for the concern from Sydney, Leion.
(I wish the two of you were back in Singapore!)
Thanks for being there for me all these years, Leon.
Thanks for listening to my incessant daily rants, Alex.
Thanks for cheering me up, Ting.
Thanks for keeping me company at the playground, James.
Thanks for having the strange intuition that you've had since the days in TJC which prompted you to ask me out for dinner, Del.

It's nice to know that there are shoulders to lean on within a span of 24 hours.

I'll never trust myself again.