I've met more new people than I ever thought. New friends, new friends from far flung places.

More people that had changed my life than ever before.

Lost my freedom, time and inspiration.

It's been 6 months since that day... Not entirely meaningful or positive. Had my share of fun and sad times. From being bitten by a centipede to being diagnosed for H1N1... Bashing for 4 hours non-stop, injuring my knee... Seeing the most beautiful sunrise skies and most amazing night skies in Singapore.

You only treasure things more after you lose it, or get lesser and lesser of it. And treasure it more when it comes along.

Would be going away for some time now

The transient and ephemeral nature of the world and all things around us only makes us to treasure them more.

6 months into this, I see, I feel...
I've learnt to let myself drift away at times. A nice soft piece of music, cool weather...

So many things to do, no time.

I feel my heart being comforted by the gentle breeze...
A subtle respite from the harsh life...

So many things to do, so little time, so tired... I just want a break from it all. Escape somewhere...

All I want is peace, relaxation.. where I can completely relax my mind and let it drift aimlessly whole day.

Watching the day breaking, the sun setting, the cool breeze...

My inspiration's drained, (non-photography) motivation gone..