Just a feeling of randomness in the wind

The searing brightness of the sky subsides into myriad shades of pink, orange and blue. There is always a magic in dusk somehow. When the air turns cooler and it seems like everything moves slower and less purposefully.
It’s funny how sometimes I just know that there is an accumulation of creative energy waiting to be let out. And the feeling will be so cathartic and yet tiring. Sometimes creating for pleasure just feels so good.

5 years hiatus

Took me a few years to start writing again. I spent a few hours reading all my old entries and I can only say that I was so young then. Writing from when I was 22 years old about my first experiences traveling, working, starting a new business, losing a pet, allusions to crushes, studying.. till I was 30 years old. This blog holds my memories of most of the best part of my life for now so I am so so thankful that I kept this electronic journal. I’m truly not the most sentimental of people. I don’t keep much physical memorabilia. Most of my past recollections of events I kept it firmly in my mind, something to be shared when I meet friends and family. But the poignancy of the feelings might be lost for sure so I’m so happy to be able to reread them all here, and re-immerse myself in the stories of past years and what felt like past lives. I have forgotten that I used to be an isfj and that I have been writing about how I like to walk in the night (maybe I’ll go like that one day, killed in the middle of a nocturnal walk.) Since 2015 to now I always tested as an enfp. It fits me to the core because it describe my effervescence around people and how I like to generate ideas and discuss about esoteric things. It felts so essentially me when it generated my profile and describe how I am particularly affectionate to people and empathetic to their feelings. It’s something that I noticed that is unusual because most of my friends aren’t like that. But I know I might be more enthusiastic than most and need to tune that down.

This will be a very introspective post. It’s a year long worth of content that I might need to get off from my chest. Typing this online can be so cathartic. Writing can be as well but I tend to scatter the papers and books around.

It has been a year of flux. To most people this might be typical, what with a regular job and various commitments. But for me, I think it’s one of the year that I have let myself venture out so wholeheartedly. I have never shy away from experiences- jobs, businesses, people, travels and courses. I usually take a leap and never looked back. I never really need to have anyone hold my hand to accompany me in anything. Looking back at things I do feel that I might really benefit from analysing things more before starting and this is something that I might really need to work on, but I love the thrill of starting something new. This year however, really touches on something that I haven’t experience before- intense feelings. I am usually quite a stoic. Preferring action more than dwelling on my emotions. I am self-aware to know why and how I am feeling this way but I don’t like to navel gaze. I usually cruise on my feelings until something changes naturally and the situation improves itself.

Meeting new people is always interesting and so fascinating but I guess I really crash and burn on the one person that really matters to me. Sigh.

I spent all of my 20s working, people and auto-piloting so i guess that the time from 33 to now is really a focus on myself. Wished I started earlier tho.

Seeing the mundane with the greatest romance

If there is one sentence that describe myself best, this would be it.

Wish that daybreak never comes

i love spoons, especially the rough hewn ones. why? those curves and slight edges, how it gently tapers at the end of a long shaft. how it holds but not confine.

I love

reading and writing
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So much to do :p

Not enough energy--

Wish i can cart my room around wherever i go.

Taipei- o how i miss thee

Just a few hours back to Singapore and i want to go back Taiwan.

The foooood, the glorious and cheap food! Shilin is duper over-rated but everything else is amazing! I never eat so much (unhealthy) food in my life. That was an intense 5 days of food and more food!

And Jiufen is just so beautiful......

----Listen Sijin Listen---

Too. Much. Food.

Argh! and why am i eating so much wanton mee?

and jeez, it's HALF A YEAR INTO 2013!? What the heck have i done so far?!

In the wee hour of the night, my sis actually got me to take a pic of her ala Jack Nicholson in the Shining at my window with my father's axe. -_-