Goodbye Starman

“Love’s such an old-fashioned word
and love dares you to care for
the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves”

– “Under Pressure” by David Bowie & Queen


Moving Out

Just about ten years ago, I moved out and lived on my own.

Looking back, this was one of the best decisions of my life.

You’ll come to realise many things – one of which is how much it actually costs your parents to put a roof over your head for so many years.

Thank you, mum.

When my world expanded from a single room to an entire apartment, I felt like I have truly grown up.

Tonight, I’m back at my mum’s, in the same room I spent most of life in. This room used to be my whole world.

Obviously, my preferences have changed over the years. This single bed feels too small. My blanket – the same one I’ve used and loved has lost its comforting magic. The fluorescent light which I never thought too much about, is now uneasily bright and cold. And I just saw a tiny lizard run from the back of the shelf into my luggage.

This doesn’t feel familiar anymore but I guess its okay, I think its meant to feel this way after so many years – just so I remember where home really is.

Moving Out

Happy Birthday

So 37 came and left very quickly.

I’ve never been fond of birthdays but I thought I’d give this year a chance.

We had cake in the office, and I got a card – which is far more than what I had last year. I even liked birthday wishes on Facebook!

Until about 4pm when my sister called to deliver the news.

I guess there’s never a good time for bad news. It’s just a matter of when you can learn to accept it.

Happy Birthday