2-8

I turned 28 yesterday.
No fireworks, it felt like just me and my family and very close friends.

We cut the nice mango/strawberry cake in the morning, with Marco helping to blow off the solo candle.
Terence took half the day off, and we had a nice Spanish lunch at Serenity, overlooking the waterfront. Decent enough bistro, with lots of lunch deals going on.
I was given 2 hours to shop while he kindly looked after the kid.
Met michelle for coffee in the evening after visiting a fren at NUH who's just given birth.
Felt just like any other ordinary day.

But in my heart, it felt like a nicer place to be.
Turning 28, I meant. It felt nicer than 2-7, for some reason.