chronicles of young

Feeling sonder again. 这次不是伤悲，而是比较positive. (Strange eh, I start blogging in such a rojak way only in a foreign land) sonder  n . the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk. The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows 12 more days. Before I end a chapter of my life in Hong Kong, and go back to Singapore. My mind automatically added to "face the shit in Singapore".  Honestly am feeling quite apprehensive. Dust from old things I thought were buried in the past for good stirred up as I tried to prep myself emotion...

n. realisation that everyone has a story, so rich and complex The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows "I love you as one loves certain obscure things,/secretly, between the shadow and the soul." Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Love Sonnets:XVII keyframe n. a moment that seemed innocuous at the time but ended up marking a diversion into a strange new era of your life—set in motion not by a series of jolting epiphanies but by tiny imperceptible differences between one ordinary day and the next  The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows "The woods are lovely, dark and deep,/But I have promises to keep." Robert Frost, Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening "To look up-out,/ To do without./ To be now-here,/Stop inward peer."