Its 1AM on a Friday morning, and really felt privileged to be enjoying in the comforts of my air-conditioned room, ruminating over stuffs that has been besetting me, and yet has decided that I should be contented with what i have, rather than worrying over issues in the future that has little or no impact to my life now. It has been a short week, but i have this growing urge that i desperately need a breather- a getaway from this fast-paced rhythm of events that has been cannibalizing my vitality and energy day by day.

Edwin was mentioning casually in the armskote about how the slow pace of life in Australia is really pleasing, and it suddenly strikes me what actually causes 2 places, both on the same planet, to be so distinctly different in terms of its overall feel and wellness. How peculiar and amazing is it for an environment to have this 'slower pace of life', when time is an absolute scale, and how one can truly relax and feel at ease in these foreign lands.

Everytime when my doctor ask me to relax and not get so tensed, I will always be left scratching my head, telling myself that its impossible for me to feel genuinely relaxed unless I get out of this war zone of 20 years, and take a breather in some serene corner of the planet, where I can relish the experience of feeling relaxed.

I want to see the other side of the world that I am aware of, but have yet to witness its marvel using my physical senses :)