I am now chilling at Orchard with plenty of time to spare. After a long trip away, you just want to rest your tired body and partake on a slice of cafe culture. It's the only way to adjust and try to internalize the relevance without feeling left out after being away for more than a week. Yes, a week can be a long time for some of us, urbanites. A lot of things can change in just a week especially in the city.
A week is long enough to enable me to cross over the Atlantic (twice), the Himalayas, stop at two major financial cities of the world and make some sense by witnessing the post-election amid the financial crisis. A week is actually a long long time when I am away from my loved ones. I often wonder how others live their one week. Isn't it too long? Yes, when we miss home and no, when we have so many things to do.
Since I am having a slice of opera cake that melts perfectly with a sip of flat white, I realize that I am so lucky to be blessed with the privilege that I have and the people I have been surrounded with for the past one week. Truly, without them, my one week would have felt longer and more unbearable despite my love of travelling...
I hope my future one weeks will be as celebrated as this...
