cataloguing a little wooden box, outside plain, inside got three different pieces of paper lining the drawers. one is an old shop receipt, the other two I can't read without pulling them out, which I'm not doing just for curiosity. keep thinking what the owner put inside, buttons maybe, or something important but small. the catalogue wants dimensions and condition, no space for my guesses. fair condition, wear consistent with age, done. took an extra photo of the receipt because the address is near where dad used to wait for passengers. can ask him on Sunday. he might remember the shop, or only where could park.

went Bedok early, thought cloudy means won't get hot, good theory until the clouds all left. sat there with the rod and could feel the back of my neck getting warm, then warmer, still didn't move because got something touching the bait. turned out small fish having breakfast at my expense. stood up after quite long and my legs needed a moment to remember the arrangement. bought cold water on the way back, first few mouthfuls damn shiok. at home mum said my face red already, why never wear cap. cap was in my bag the whole time. brought all the equipment, just never operate the person properly haha

Ah Ma asked me to show her the cup on my shelf, the chipped one boss didn't want. she held it like something worth money and said last time her neighbour had this pattern. then quite a long story about the neighbour's daughter, who married who, I lost track halfway but she was enjoying herself. usually I'm the one telling people where an object came from, today just sit and listen lor. felt quite nice. she asked whether I paid a lot, I said free, then suddenly the cup even nicer to her. put it back where she could see. tomorrow maybe she tell me again, can also.