A personal blog · Singapore

Fajar · Zhenghua · the long corridor

Notes pressed flat at the end of an ordinary day.

Welcome. I am Mei, writing from a Fajar Road flat where the window faces a row of corridor plants and the second lift is always slower.

This is not a publication, a shop, or a course. It is a shelf of short first-person notes about kopitiam mornings, park-connector walks towards Zhenghua, LRT platforms, and the small habits that hold a week together.

One note remembers a night near Chin Swee Road in November 2025. It lives at the root URL like any other page might — not labelled, not ranked, not marked as the important one.

The almanac groups everything under weekday and weekend headings. The hand page introduces the person behind the lines. The doorbell shows address and email — no form, no send button, nothing that can error out.

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Morning light across a Fajar corridor window
Fajar · morning window
Void deck chairs in morning shade
Void deck · quiet hour

Recent notes

12 Nov 2025

From My End of the Road

Chin Swee Road, sirens, wet lights — and uncertainty.

Corridor light at night
15 Jul 2026

The Slower Lift

Kopi and the lift lobby at six.

Kopi tray at kopitiam
22 Jun 2026

Rain on Warm Concrete

Park connector towards Zhenghua after shower.

Park connector path
08 Jun 2026

Nine Minutes to the Platform

LRT observation at Bukit Panjang.

LRT platform in morning
30 May 2026

The Table by the Kettle

Evening habit at the kitchen table.

Desk lamp on kitchen table
12 May 2026

The Wet-Market Stairs

Steps, railing, morning trade.

Wet market staircase

Fajar mornings belong to the kopitiam and the slower lift.

These jottings are ordinary on purpose — no badge, no rank.

The park connector towards Zhenghua is my usual compass for thinking.

Fajar mornings belong to the kopitiam and the slower lift.

These jottings are ordinary on purpose — no badge, no rank.

The park connector towards Zhenghua is my usual compass for thinking.

Fajar mornings belong to the kopitiam and the slower lift.

These jottings are ordinary on purpose — no badge, no rank.

The park connector towards Zhenghua is my usual compass for thinking.

Fajar mornings belong to the kopitiam and the slower lift.

These jottings are ordinary on purpose — no badge, no rank.

The park connector towards Zhenghua is my usual compass for thinking.

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