A personal blog · Singapore
Little stories that carry an ordinary day along — caught mid-glide.
I write about the small things I notice around Pasir Ris and Tampines — kopitiam tables, park connectors, void decks, the people who move through them without making a fuss. Nothing polished. Just stories that run on their own if you let them.
I'm Nathan
I live in Pasir Ris and write these pieces in the evenings, usually after a walk or a kopi that went on longer than planned. More about me
Latest from the journal
Six recent pieces — kopitiams, cycles, observations, small tales.
12 November 2025
The Block Where the Evening Stopped Its Roll
On a November night I cut through Chin Swee on foot and heard something break in the air — sirens after, a street gone quiet, and no answers I could trust.
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28 October 2025
The Uncle at the Next Table Who Told a Whole Block's History
One kopi, two tables away, and a story about a shop that isn't there anymore.
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15 September 2025
The Long Roll Down the Park Connector Without Pedalling
Freewheeling from Tampines toward the sea with the chain silent and the wind doing the talking.
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3 August 2025
The Woman Who Held the Escalator for a Stranger's Groceries
A small kindness at the interchange, noticed because almost nobody stops for anyone.
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19 July 2025
A Paper Boat the Rain Left in the Drain
After a shower near my block, a kid's boat and the current that carried it further than he expected.
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5 June 2025
The Kite Someone Forgot on Pasir Ris Sand
Dusk at the beach, a tangled string, and the story I invented for a kite with no owner in sight.
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