Tuesday, May 08, 2007
A strange feeling came over me today after class. I can't say that it's been the first time, but it was a wonderful feeling. Let me paint you a picture.
It's four in the afternoon, and you just got off work. You look into the sky and see the sun hiding meekly behind the clouds, only revealing rays through the random holes in the sky. The breeze is gentle and calm. The crowd is disperse. The music playing in your ears are light-hearted. You take a stroll, and I mean stroll. Not walk. You decide to stroll through a small part, and you see a student sitting on a bench sketching. A couple laying in the grass staring into each others eyes. You watch as students rush home to get assignments done, and trams roll along the street. You take a deep breathe and smell the sweet autumn air. The leaves are orange, and cling onto the branches. You enter your apartment, and drop your bag on the floor, with the slow, mood music still playing you pour yourself a glass, and sit down on the couch and stare into your blank apartment. You reflect on the past and smile and laugh at the silly times.
A life that Singaporeans can only dream of having. Where is the stress? Where is the pressure? Where has the life that I once knew gone to?
Dan
5:03 pm
