Booked out late on Saturday, but I still managed to catch up with some old friends. Met up with Casey, Gabriel, Chiyu and Paul. Had a really late dinner at Crystal Jade at Takashimaya. Janice arrived shortly. Haven't seen her in a while, although she's been back for some time already. Heard she's flying off on Monday, Janice if you are reading this, have a safe and enjoyable trip! I feel as though as I'm slipping into depression. Been feeling depressed for quite a while now. Depression runs in my family, its in my blood. Sadly it also took away the lives of two of my extended family members. I can't remember the last time I could actually just sit around feeling happy without a care in the world. Perhaps this is something that everyone goes through as they grow older. You start thinking about your future, whether you'll be able to secure a job. Whether you want to get married, when, or where, or why. I feel depression around me. Everytime I sit in a bus, I see depression in some people. That downcast look. Taxi drivers too, you can feel it especially when they do night shifts and when they don't turn on their radios. They are tired. Everyone is tired. Tired of trying to live. We work so hard to live, but by doing so we turn haggard, lose touch with our friends, lose touch with the world. Your world suddenly becomes an office cubicle, or the inside of a car, or, the four walls of your house. On a brighter note, I'll be flying off to Taiwan next Sunday night (Monday morning). Don't think I'll have time to update when I book out next week. Will be in Taiwan for 3 weeks, until the 16th of August. Think it'll be a good time to just forget about everything in Singapore. Every single person. Every single, goddamned irritating thing. Sometimes life is just like a route march. You start off fresh, smiling and joking with your friends, singing songs. Soon the weight of your pack slows you down, tires you out. You start sleep walking. You stare not in front but at the feet of the person in front of you. Like a hunchback you walk, your mind switches off. You forget where you are, you forget why you are there. Maybe it would be better if we all just had no mouths and ears, and our feet are rooted to the ground and our skin contained chlrophyll. The world would be so much more peaceful. Savant at 7/18/2004 01:20:00 pm ;
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