Sitting at the boardwalk watching airplanes fly by over our heads was the best memory I've had with you. The way our finger entwined as you clasped my trembling hands in the warmth of your palm. It was the safest I've felt in a long while. And while you're a million miles away, here, where we met is still where you stay. (Memory collected during Singapore Art Book Fair 2014 at Gillman Barracks)