Thursday, October 06, 2011

期待



Originally uploaded by Abducted by pirates

The beauty of waiting is the anticipation. Running out to the corridor to check if the mail man is outside the door. And gradually giving up thinking it will never arrive.


Where are you, Mr Postman?

我會慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。
慢慢等。。 慢慢等。。 等紅燈變綠燈

慢慢等。。 等到我都睡著了
耐心等只為了心動的那一刻

It's a nice change from the hectic city, people is out having a stroll, people are not rushing pass you on the escalator, everybody wait patiently for the bus and there's no glares from the queue if you're at the cashier searching for change.

But yeah, everything else is slower too.

Post box


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Originally uploaded by Abducted by pirates

Back home, I would walk pass a postbox and never take a second look at it. I don't send letters and i don't know anyone who does. But now receiving and sending something in the post is like the happiest moment ever. Clicking the "send" button is definitely not the same.

St andrews


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Originally uploaded by Abducted by pirates

Now i'm really away from the khmer architecture, chinese temples, random stupas, busy streets, kids playing by the river. Those sweaty days.

These days I'm enjoying the greenery around, feeling the warmth of the sun and not looking for the next air-conditioned place constantly or feeling like the entire population is walking on the same street as me.

=)

Sunday, October 02, 2011

My window



Originally uploaded by Abducted by pirates

It's almost a month.

I've gotten used to life here and everything is great, sitting in the kitchen feeling like I've lived here all my life. But somehow I still feel kind of unreal that I'm actually here.

A while ago, I made a quick decision to quit my job.
Next, I was carrying my backpack walking everywhere.
And suddenly I'm back home like nothing had happened.
Now here I am, having to live my next few years of my life in a continent that I've never stepped foot on before.

I feel like I'm still stuck in this period of transition, in the surreal complexity of this weird dream that I might wake up from every minute. Sometimes I wonder if the realization that I am here will only come when I leave this place. But at least I'm enjoying every bit of it. (Well, at least for now) Sometimes, I don't really know what I'm doing everyday. Most days, I'm running on auto-pilot for the first half, wondering what to eat for the rest of the day and doing nothing on the laptop all night.


噢。。真的是很充實的人生!