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John Mayer’s lyrics never fail to put into words what my heart wants to express…

“Something’s missing, And I don’t know how to fix it, something’s missing And I don’t know what it is at all…”

In a way, it has a healing effect on me when i just repeat it over and over.

In the past years, I searched high and low for an answer. For the answer of what is missing, and what fills up the hole. It’s terrifying to see that the answer is: nothing. Nothing is ever enough.

I read about people giving up their lives even when they have everything.

Fortunately, that is just part 1 of the answer.

Part 2 says: But it’s okay.

Nothing is ever enough, something’s always missing, but it’s okay. Because that is not the point of life.

I love to have blogs starting and ending to represent my wish of starting and ending phases in life, chapters.

And I guess, this is it for this one.

Actually, I got another answer for what’s missing in my life. It is.. courage.

Everything has a season in life, a period of instrospection seems to be over. And it’s time to step out with courage, to see and experience and enjoy, all the joy and sadness of life.

This a story about a person learning archery:

“For a long time, I could not draw the bow correctly, until, one day, my teacher showed me a breathing exercise, and it suddenly became easy. I asked why he had taken such a long time to correct me. He replied, ‘If I had shown you the breathing exercise from the start, you would have thought them unnecessary. Now you will believe what I say and will practise as if it were really important. This is what good teachers do.’ “

Sometimes, happiness can be such a simple wish, yet so hard to obtain.

But when such simple things finally land in your lap after a long “journey”, you know you understood its true value, as you might not have if it were to be given to you so easily.

You would treasure it and hold on to it because you know how precious a simple thing can be.

Airport is a place i see most number of happy faces. It’s special.

Changi used to be warm and welcoming, now I feel almost envious seeing the happy people hugging.

Waiting for a HK flight to touch down, the familiar Cantonese, sometimes American accent, all make me feel so nostalgic. Even seeing the word Heathrow touches my heart somewhere.

I know I am just suppressing lots of emotions nowadays.

My head knows where the home is. My heart doesn’t.

Changi feels cold and unfamiliar now.

Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.

It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear
When it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year…

The familiar accent, the adrenaline rush, the British humour… what could be better than Top Gear to ease me through this period of nostalgia and restlessness towards future?

:)

Who would have thought?

hahaa I think I am a BBC Knowledge now not a Star World anymore :P

A week ago, I would have still said that the past 6 years have contained some of the worst moments in my life… and now I suddenly realised, those years were possibly the best

Isn’t it great, that only the happy things remained in the memory :)

Looking back, I realise the right question to ask in life is not “What have I accomplished?”, but “Have I done my best?”

I think I am almost ready, to leave everything behind, and start a new chapter in life.

No hugs, no tears, it’s just a plain “good bye” and a heart-felt “take care”…

So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time