oh, hello again :)

here i am. good ol' 73 cavenagh

2 hours away from being at the airport, 1 hour to pack. (surely it takes nowhere that long)

it dawned upon me that this might be one of the last times i get to sit and just stone in my chocolate (mocha?) coloured room that my dad and i painted by balancing on an assortment of chairs and tables to reach up the 3.0m high walls. the standard ikea shelving jam-packed with stuff from yesteryear, the now-too-slow but once was (almost)top-of-the-range pc barely surviving dad's daily email sessions and mom's (pc)mahjong. the squeaky bed still being, well, squeaky. "It sounds dodge, that bed. like something dodgy is happening." says mom. of all people. haha.

there is a strange sense of fondness, coupled with an excitement of what is to come.

soon it'll be goodbye orchard road. hello again, yishun. new yet old. old yet new.

such is also the state of my mind. new faces, old faces. new yet old, old yet new.

before i came back i thought that all i would have would be a little escape back home. didn't think things would turn out the way they did. just something else, every single day. collectively, more has happened on so many levels in 13 days than all of the 2+ months i usually spend at home every year.

God is moving.

and so I will follow.

see ya'll soon. :)