Anxiety, to start my last cycle of work in PMU. The morning was never different. Until my mother woke up and told me, "when you come out from the lift, walk towards the left side.." Leaving me with a question mark, assuming that the MPH on the right is having a wake. I left home, took the lift, and walked to the staircase landing entrance on the left. When normally I would just walk under the HDB towards the right. To my surprise, I saw an FRC at the loading bay just 5m away from me. Thinking that it's just normal patrolling, I continued walking.. As soon as I exit the HDB, a pool of blood was right beneath my legs. The first thought that came to me was that it's just spilled paints. As my area is having repainting. But somehow something just seems wrong, as the NPCO exchange glaces with me. And what my mum told me.

As soon as I board my father's ride, I questioned. What happened ? And it turns out that somebody committed suicide at my block, just hours ago. And to think that I was just standing on that pool of blood just minutes ago.. And my mother actually gave me the wrong instruction. However, I never stepped on the blood that is. It was just a close shave..

Night out with family. Dinner at DianXiaoEr. Dessert at Coffee Club. Evening stroll at ECP.