Today, I was going so insane at home that I randomly decided to stroll around my neighbourhood at night. I will ramble about it soon... after some picz...
Yes when I cut bangs! Couldn't stand the centre thing so convert to sidesweep.
I have no comments, what have I done to my hair.
Ok, Miss Nas in the house, attempting to look teacherly.
This was a random Sunday night out to Bugis with the girls. Don't even ask why we are dressed the way we are, really don't.
Random visit to GarageR.
My fascination with this place is quite self explanatory right?
Yep back to my stroll. There's just something about the night that I love. Chilly winds, peace, quietness, with an occasional roar of an engine on the roads, couples sitting around, the usual clique that hangs out at the car wash bay at the multi story carpark, the handphone shop with LED lights that spell out handphone accessories, the uncles at the kopitiam discussing the latest happenings with hokkien swear words, the crates of mandarin oranges for CNY stacked outside the closed supermarket, teenagers cycling around, I could go on... It's mundane, it's everyday heartland life, but when you remove yourself from it, and take a look at the whole picture from an outside perspective, there is a certain fascination about it. It defines home I guess? Uptown life can pretty much be found anywhere in the world. But these little things define home to me, that strengthen my attachment to home.
Yesterday I was appreciating sunsets, today it's heartland life at night. Why? Cos I seem to like having time to myself these days. When you are by yourself, you open your eyes wider to the tiniest of details around you, and you feel more appreciative of what's around you.
On the flipside, sometimes all these mundane everyday things become defamiliarised if the context in which you encounter it changes drastically. Maybe it's lost company, maybe it's a change of perspective, maybe it's simply renewed interest, whatever it is, a change from the observer, may delude the surroundings to have changed as well. Relates to a larger picture of change comes from within, be it for the better or worse.
Lastly, my wise friend shared this quote with me last night.
When you find yourself lost in the darkness of despair,
remember that it's only in the black of the night that you see the stars,
and those stars lead you back home.
Maybe it's this quote that made me want to blog about the night suddenly. If I wasn't tired I would say more, maybe next time!
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