Time Stamp: 23:05…
… and I begin to wonder what the week will be like – human nature in action – to ponder over what lies ahead. Often, I would be reminded that time does not wait. It ticks away quite unassumingly.
I have lost count of how long I have been here (the possibility of forgetting is low, I am just procrastinating.). It hasn’t been very long I would say, but long enough for me to see drastic changes in season. Perhaps, living in South East Asia for a very long time has made me a “frog in a well”. The seasonal change has been an eye opener. Something I might seriously consider contemplating about.
The beginning of the week was surprisingly comforting. It was only last week where the tree leaves by the Saar river were beautifully golden – absolutely gorgeous – as though they have some form of unity. Today as I walk down the same path, the trees were barren ; the sky was obscured ; the air was misty, a slight drizzle and a little chilly. Sounds depressing? Smell irony? No, it should not seem this way. It was absolutely comforting. A great company in the most depressing weather makes the most depressing weather non- existent. I felt a great sense of serenity and warmth despite the river that was flowing rather rapidly and the rather chilly weather. Walking by the river has always been a Sunday evening favourite, but it has never been this way before. Loneliness has never been in my dictionary, but I finally understand it today. It has always been in existent, only that I didn’t realize. Perhaps, I felt liberated from loneliness, and through liberation, loneliness came into existent. The beginning of the week was pleasant, probably the most pleasant in all of the Sundays that I have been here.
So much for the evening…. I must prepare for a long week that awaits me.
Gute Nacht
