therapeutic driving

*lonely souls flock together...just like birds of feather.*

i went out with sherine yesterday for supper at the famous ba chor mee place in bedok. as i was driving along from my parents' place in ntu towards her house in tampines (a 45 minute journey no less), chatting with bruce springsteen about the streets of philadelphia...boyz 2 men about the end of the road...and robbie williams on how to be a better man...when i started to feel better about things...i think driving is a form of therapy for me. in fact, when i had the car for the 3 months that my parents were overseas, i could go about my daily life in peace (more or less). of course, there were the odd times when i would get really frustrated with the other horrendous drivers in singapore, but generally, i'm a happy man on the road...especially if i have good music and / or company in the car.

anyway, i have the car for about a week, so i can probably drive to my heart's content to wherever i feel like going. another photographsky trip? perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. =)

(p.s. - i had another nightmare last night...except this time, she was begging me to go back to her...apparently the ironies of life also occur when you're unconscious...haha.)