Life is but a dream

Only 16 days have passed since I last posted an entry here? Well, it does feel like a significant amount of time have passed.

We went camping last weekend, and I don't think I was expecting anything like it at all. I reckon each one of us were too spoiled by the toilet facilities and lights always available in Singapore.

Our faces were pulled into a grimace when we looked into the toilet bowls, and when it was all lights out, I don't think we were expecting it to be That dark purely because I don't think any of us were ever exposed to that level of darkness in the wilderness. Nevertheless, it was an experience............... that I will never want to have it again unless it is with a bigger party.

The drive was fun, and we came back the next day and I puked everything out. Ha ha ha. It sure brought me back to the day my flight was delayed and I had food poisoning.

Nope. Nope. Nope.

Have I confirmed anything here at all? I am most certainly leaving on the 5th of December. Whoop, I guess this is it.

Melbourne Cup Day

It's the first day of October today. Oh, hang on. The second. 

Only about three more months left before 2015 ends, and about two and a half, my mom swings by for the last time to stay in this house before we all leave as one. 

The weather has been some sort of a whirlwind romance between the hot and cold. It is like every time you think it is safe to keep the long sleeves, tucked away somewhere you don't have an easy access to - the cold blast hits you and you're scrambling for the top shelves to get those long sleeves out. But hey, at least the biting cold is out of the way. 

(Just a little sad I did not get to use my alpaca hoodie as often I would have liked)

It's quite a lovely day today. The sun is out, and there is still a slight cool breeze in the air. I am dreading summer where I don't have an access to the air conditioning. But rough it out, hey?

I've been having really really strange and vivid dreams. Could be part of what I am watching, reading and feeling. There is always a similar theme in all these dreams and I think I might be lonelier than I'd dare to admit. Sometimes I wonder if I am still a little in love with the past and I am trying to live in denial, and maybe this is how it was supposed to be and not the kind I was used to in the past where it bordered on the line of dysfunctional. It's been a while since I have dated, and often, I wonder who will I date next? And if I will treat her the same way I treated my past. Always a push and pull, and the word of "goodbye" always on the tip of my tongue. 

Maybe it's my nonsensical perception of ideals. I have no idea. But I really do hope that I will treat my future with more respect and dignity than I ever did in my life and I hope that I am more brave than before. 

Time will tell. Now, I will just focus on making myself happy. ........ Not in the way you're thinking, obviously. 

Onward to happier me!