Originally uploaded by Abducted by pirates
The beauty of waiting is the anticipation. Running out to the corridor to check if the mail man is outside the door. And gradually giving up thinking it will never arrive.
Where are you, Mr Postman?
我會慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。
慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 等紅燈變綠燈
慢慢等。。 等到我都睡著了
耐心等只為了心動的那一刻
It's a nice change from the hectic city, people is out having a stroll, people are not rushing pass you on the escalator, everybody wait patiently for the bus and there's no glares from the queue if you're at the cashier searching for change.
But yeah, everything else is slower too.
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