Heaven exists just before Hell.

Heaven is:

1. The window between a dance class and work, when you're having a coconut after a bath, walking around PS blindly (almost literally, due to actions implied in the next phrase) whilst digging for young coconut meat.
2. The necessary journey prior to reaching the desired destination, when you cut your hands and lose your way sometimes, only to keep crawling back on that narrow track, never really knowing if you'll get there, or if the place even exists.
3. Understanding that a deep sorrow is evidence of having once had great joy.
4. The smile that you place on other people's faces, when you give them something they don't expect you to give.
5. The guilt that you put in other people's minds, when they can't figure out, try as they may, to give you something in return.
6. Knowing that your family loves you.
7. Having no shame in being Mummy's baby (even if Mummy herself objects).
8. Knowing that you can stand on your own.
9. Knowing that you don't have to.
10. Painting your nails after a five-year hiatus.
11. Trying (and randomly succeeding and failing) to paint a blossom design on your nails instead of that usual boring, cheesy heart shape.
12. The walk down Bencoolen street.
13. Seeing your pimples disappear from lack of stress.
14. Going out dressed and behaving like an auntie.
15. Sleeping late.
16. Ruining your nails making christmas presents for your aunts.
17. Jogging through puddles in the rain and getting your shoes squelching wet.
18. Creating idiotic birthday rhymes for your friends.
19. Having your mother handle your masterpiece with hands glittered over by the christmas special moisturiser (and I mean GLITTERED).
20. Writing a list of what heaven on earth is in the dead of the night, listening to the frog and cricket choir.

Just a thought: If Hell hath no fury like that of a woman scorned, then why send people to hell? Why not just saddle them with a pack of scorned women?