the couch and the city

the leather couch greets me once more, as do the roads.

this time, singapore!
the streets of are familiar, yet intrinsically new, a myriad of glass and steel, lights and all that bling-bling. you should check out Paragon now, fu-yoh! not to mention the new orchard mall and 313 (no idea why.), as well as Orchard Ion, which themes on lighting effects to 'evoke the senses'. for the latter, a friend mentioned that as you go higher up the floors, the price tags also numerically increase!! :P

i didn't get to see that much of the town, but the feel is that there is more people now. and not just in volume, but in variety. i hear different accents and languages and nationalities as i sit through the MRT and buses, the people watcher that i am. i hear different dialects and ways child converse with parent. and i learn, bit by bit.

though it is arguable that despite an interesting kaleidoscope of culture, everyone seems to be doing their own thing, oblivious to the outside unless it impedes on what -they- want to do individually, or are doing. (this is not about fairness of comparison.. it is.. merely a vibe, and a strong impression.)

it is more open here, more open than before. it made me wonder: through the years, how i was who i was, and who i am now. and who i am to be. no way is this journey at its end. it can only continue.

and i'm preparing for tomorrow's episode.
here i am, leather couch :)