Every Saturday evening, when I walk up the hill from Caldecott station all the way home to Toa Payoh, I get into this somber mood. Vacant fields, littered trees and the sparse traffic put me into this pensive thinking mode. I like walking along this street, Toa Payoh Rise. I like its quietness, how different it is, how it has this nostalgic flavour, how you can just stare up at the sky so easily despite being in a densely populated area. I like to stay in Toa Payoh because of its location but yet I like such quiet spaces too, which I know won't last long. The irony of our living spaces in Singapore. We yearn for some quietness and yet we want places to be built up for our convenience, for leisure, for residence... I hope some little quiet nooks in Toa Payoh will never change.