I have this strange, detached feeling about going on my first overseas exercise - to India, no less. Somehow the uncertainty and numerous decision changes on my going or staying has drained away all possible adrenaline, and I'm left bereft of anticipation, or anxiety, or fear. It isn't a good thing. This decidedly purposeless nonchalence leaves me ill-equipped to deal with important concerns like my sister's examinations and my post-India plans.
Yesterday was a breath of fresh air for me. I felt genuinely happy to meet up with two good friends I've missed for a while. Of course, the food was good - Crystal Jade XLB never fails; TCC's sugar rush was a welcome delight too - and despite the rain slightly dampening things, I had a good time. Thanks dears. (:
One thing I've noticed is that I somehow end up with really good friends at all stages of my life. It makes me feel protected in ways, and the absence of backstabbing, scheming, or ill-will gives me hope when the world looks bleak. Friends are truly a gift from God, and it is my sincere desire that I can be as good a friend to all of my friends as they have been to me.
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