grayscale dreaming

When you are doing something you love, purpose and opportunities reveals itself. You find things without seeking and there is always this magical childlike wonder with each serendipitous discovery that keeps you from getting jaded.

The past one year felt like a crazy blessing and growing-up of sorts. At times, it felt like a circus act of fire-eating while crossing a tight rope on a unicycle. Most times, it was some act of bending space and time to emerge at your destination without ageing and with your sense of humour intact. A web of moments and events growing with significance as the world shrinks and your Facebook bunch of friends and acquaintances expands.

I think my heart has finally found synergy with my mind. There’s a quiet kind of happiness along with a renewed capacity to love and to give… but most of all, an amazing new calmness of being as I move forth at my own pace and on my own terms.

comedy of errors

Once upon a time, I got really pissed with Mr Engelbert Humperdinck. No, not the geriatric singer and it was in actual fact, today. I was appalled by his actions concerning a mutual friend and I didn’t hold back at giving him a piece of my mind. It turned out that everything was just a misunderstanding and I could have been so much kinder. I would really like to say that he deserved it anyway for annoying me for the past few weeks but I can’t. For all the attitude that he had been giving, I had still accused him of something he was innocent of. Now I have to, however reluctantly, swallow my pride and figure out the best way to apologize. Sigh.

I recounted the entire disaster to Wendy Barney and she laughed so hard, I could imagine a call-out squirming itself out of my mobile phone with these two words: Idiot. You.

The (very embarrasing) End.

128th of 2008

Philip asked if I’ve thought about working with the regional team.
2009 in Hong Kong does sound very attractive, especially with my favourite gang in the office considering greener pastures and best friends scattered across the globe.

Why do I wish I have a reason to stay? Heh.