Hi Singapore, thanks for being such a good home. Home is a state of mind, beyond a physical place-ain’t it?
Had the craziest kidish idea on April 13 late night.. It was such a sparkly divine moment because I asked for some help in the worst moment ever..conditions and people were definitely unexpected and rushed. But everything was so right and on time; Moments before I sent out the message, others had made the decision that would benefit one lost soul. Being on time.. A time bomb harder than being early, or late. Even though some stuff are underway and still way too early to share the love/ joy, I am humbly grateful. For the gift of living, the giver and everything else in between.
"If you choose to do something, then you shouldn’t say its a sacrifice because nobody forced you to do it."
Read this statement back in Korea last year and have not stop pondering about it since. 60 work hours per week, every day can be a TGIF yay, mistaking busyness for laziness… It all boils down to the bad junk and good funk we feed our mind. And hence our soul. Whatever the works, may d motivation of love always be d center? Sometimes, the most painful decisions may bring some tears in the beginning.. But it usually ends up as an awesomely good sweet decision in hindsight. Just like cutting onions up… Always tear jerking at the beginning; yet always tasting so sweet after some time of cooking. It brings a good flavor. If life is too much of a tear jerker (usually on d heart), hang in there man! A good decision will always get more flavorful with time and effort.
Yesterday, I was crazy enough to admire the moon. Checking the moon out after a busy or long day has this therapeutic effect.. Plus a run or two did do some good. It has been about 2 months since I returned. Still feel foreign at times in this familiar land. I should share more sincere stuff.. But this heart is a tricky one. Sometimes, I feel jaded after catching up with half a year of bad news’ ; the most recent one being a distant coworker of d same age dying in the most tragic way possible..just right after V day ended. On the other spectrum; Many times I feel honored and grateful for old friends to remember me even when they don’t need to. Or new friends who are so open in accepting my flaws and all. After all the noise and occasional overcomplicated modern living habits, I really appreciate the simplicities of life. If life means enjoying one another’s company over coffee or tea, sticking around to build one another up, or just hanging around better people..that is bliss like no other too aye? Bliss in simplicity terms is how I still feel excited when the moon appears is front of my vision. And simply be in bliss- irregardless of the reasons or rhymes. Blissful, let’s.
Thank you for the beautiful stars tonight. They were glowing while blinking; way more than sparkling juice.. They were beautiful, like how each human is when you first had them in your sketch book. Thank you for those shimmery diamonds. I think they are way more beautiful than any precious stone; adman has led ladies to believe their best friend is a stone..an inanimate object? How is that possible? A stone to signify their lover’s depth. A stone to replace their own self. Well, I guess that’s a start. Anyway, thanks for listening. Thanks for everything. Life is good because I know You. And can Thank You.
Even though there are over 10 things on my todo list( pronounce tod-o in my humble dictionary); need to sleep this food poisoning/wild tummy cramps off. And get my super dry occasional rashes peeling palms/feet healed (which started since I returned). And finish up thy Project chalk fun. And finish packing those luggages, room and life. And do grown up responsibilities- chase after mobile teleco for a new occasional unworkable SIM card, lost credit card phantom dude in charge, second phantom guest relations airlines co personnel (despite x tries and decent time/patience) . And lose my winter plus baby fats…to make way for Christmas ones. And reply emails snail-mails fan/air con mails(ha kidding). And pen down those battle scars and victories. And let my fingers salsa to the symphony of 6 shiny well coated strings (so that my local based guitar will not suffer abandonment issues after months of foster care). And master the game of chess so that I can live in another dimension when this current one is too noisy…And make decisions that may not be the right ones to some but be dedicated enough to make it right eventually.. Because there are so many things to do; I have to choose the best and most important. To give you my heart mind soul and kilograms(tonnes) of gratefulness. Goodnight! Since you don’t sleep…I will sleep tight on your behalf. Xoxo, Yo.
Felt it was necessary to have some chalk fun before I go crazily insane. Some visual inspiration..before life’s serious overwhelming business.
Oh dear momma please be as chill as a ice when you view my masterpieces. The walls could always be repainted but my mind can’t… Heh, thanks for your understanding! It needs some creative renewal. On a lighter note, Glad to be back! Stay tunnnneed to what’s next~