1531.

;)

1530.

who won?

1529.

She was challenging the angry birds, so she hijacked her afterthoughts.

1528.

She was sad again.

1527.

How does one scroll through the years with the flick of a finger?

1526.

1526.

1525.

1525

1524.

The annoying ads blocked her view of her posts, so she switched to Chrome.

1523.

But it could hardly soothe the gnawing frustration inside.

1522.

She had half a plate of char siew rice, one fried egg, and a warm glass of barley.

1521.

God was silent as light.

1520.

Even reading made her feel lonesome, because she wanted to read it aloud, to you.

1519.

But then her eyes skipped to the last item, and she lost heart.

1518.

She went down her to-do list item by item.

1517.

She felt fat.

1516.

She went in search of a button badge making machine.

1515.

She bought new shoes cos her little toe was hurting.

1514.

Letters A and D on the toilet floor.

1513.

And repetition (read, happiness) comes in these shapes: a stack of marking and a pile of clothes to iron.

1512.

Happiness really is the search for repetition.

1511.

She was fundamentally a worrier.

1510.

Black Monday socks.

1509.

I wish I were a fixer; I would fix you up inside.

1508.

Surely life is too short to spend in hiding?

1507.

Orange Sunday Socks.