Right before sunrise, Shenton Way in the morning.
2010 is ending. I was hoping to go out for the sunset but I lost track of time. How was 2010? It wasn't half-bad. I saw quite a number of beautiful sunrises and sunsets, I played with quite a bit more cats, I had a few trips. Although I have always preferred textual stories to the silver screen, somehow the words here seem to underplay how 2010 was.
It's funny sometimes, how you can place so much effort and time into something - but when it comes to walking away, it's the easiest, most natural thing you could do. Perhaps it's like dating someone you wish would change, hoping, waiting... And finding out, a few years on, that it was not possible from day 1. Somehow the Wake from the Sandman comes to mind, the conversation that mentions how perhaps Morpheus chose to leave, because there was only so much he could change.
Nothing will change though, I suspect. I've made a firm group of friends, gotten a girl I can spend the rest of my life with. Don't get me wrong, there were good times, and thankfully those are here to stay. To 2011. :)
And a happy new year to all of you.