I don’t feel like sharing anything with you. I felt so isolated from Singapore. Not because of distance but it’s because of you.
I have heard of many people that travel the world. They take few years. after they return to their country, they would decide to pack up, migrate and leave their motherland after knowing that the new country they are going to reside has much better living condition than their current country. Initially I felt such act was very selfish. They travel the world and should bring their experiences back to their motherland and share with all the people. now I know why they migrate. it was because there is really nothing much worth back in their motherland to be missed or loved.
it is now 0124hrs (-3GMT). I can’t sleep in the ship that felt like earthquake running 24hrs. I think of my friends and loved ones in Singapore. I felt isolated. Having this blog is my only communication to you for keeping the relationship going. I want to share with you about my joy, experience and rough times.
Are you listening? I hope so.
I’m starting to lose my friends back in Singapore.
Where are you? What are you doing now? Recently anything funny happen? How’s your job other than being busy? When are you getting married? How’s your parent? Can your baby start talking now? How’s your new bike?
Such two way communication makes me stronger to continue the trip, making my way back home to see you again.
I loved what I had back in Singapore. I always listened to the 881 soundtrack. it makes me so homely. at times, I would view the picture of my friends in Singapore and try to make many email to many friends in Singapore to keep the relationship going.
other than busy, you are still busy with work. same shit different day?
yes, you may think that I have no job now, so free to travel, you can say that I have a lot of time doing all this blog or email stuff. I have been through the busy days when I was managing my own business. 7 days a week, 16 hours a day. I would still look for you and spend time drinking, chatting, doing fun things together but enjoyed every moment together.
where are you now my friend? we used to drink till late night and endless topic. we had laughter and more laughter together. during your wedding we attended and glad that you invited us for celebration when your baby was a month old. you want to make your day filled with friends and to share your joy with me, not because of the red packets and the present you received from me but also seeing me, as a friend to be happy with you, a good day for celebration. when you have your new bike we gladly meet and view about your new bike. when there is a good movie or a new pub filled with pretty girls you will call me up to fix a date for it.
Now, I SMS and emailed you and there isn’t any reply, not for days but for months, till now.
Stupid blog had made us went searching for internet café in every new city and pay money to update you. I do not mind doing this. I want to share with you.
There is only one way communication. I don’t mind. I hope you are still alive.
I felt something is missing, something important in my life, which is you.
I’m worried. Our relationship has become thinner.
Sam starts to dream about her friends. You started to appear in my dream lately and heavily.
We still want to go back to Singapore and stay. It’s my homeland. The society had given me so much things, not in money value but in value. Although we been through so many countries that could be a candidate for migration, I still put the idea off because I want to go back Singapore to see my loved ones and be with you. I want to be in Singapore to share with you, in person, about everything.
where are you my friend?
where are you?