Lost In Translation>

If you still haunt this space, I have now built a new home here.

Thanks for all these years, Isaac.

Clearly, as you may have noticed, this isn't working.

Maybe I've gotten lazy. Yes. I've thrown that confession out bluntly, but it is what it is.
But for some reason, I no longer have the initiative to continue on with this blog.

Is it a lack of stories to tell?
No.
I think it's just a lack of a will for storytelling.

I wonder if it's a good thing. I wonder if this means that I'm doing (and I mean "doing" in a good way) more now, and that I am doing better with my time; with more productive things besides blogging. But perhaps it's a sign of death as well. The death of the storyteller in me. The desire to share or reflect.

The blog is no doubt one of the most amazing mediums of communication in this day and age.
With no limits to its vastness, what I pen here has the potential to travel further than I can ever do in my lifetime.

But I believe I've arrived at this season where I'm inking a comma.
A pause.
A selah.

Until I get some order again into this system of mine, at least.

I believe in blogging. I believe in its power.
But I'm in no position to produce anything good in this season. And with that, I'd rather stop than proceed empty.

So here's my sign off for now. It's not a fullstop.
I hope that I'll find my sense of order soon enough to not get these writing hands rusty.
Till then, thanks for sticking around.

I love you guys heaps.

They knew no selfishness.
Only the fact that they have each other. And now, God.

I think I'm starting to learn more and more just what it means to have faith like a child.
And how much I love kids too.

:)

So it's finally here.

In a few hours, I'll be boarding a plane to fly to Hong Kong, transitting to London.
I'll be there for two days before we take another flight to Prague, and then off we go into the small town of Chomutov, approximately 90km out of Prague. I'll be there for just a bit more than a week, before flying back the same direction.

I'll see you all in two weeks.
Take care.

So I graduated on the weekend just last Saturday.
It was hectic.

I have some of the most amazing friends in the world. People would envy me and I would gleam in pride. And I am being modest here.
I am so thankful.

The ceremony was nothing. It was meaningless. The cert and the march holds nothing compared to the short hour spent with my friends there that day.

I'm still rather speechless till today for what they did for me.
Until I find the time and words, I'll just have to leave it at this for now.

Thank you all for making my seemingly mundane day the most special.

I love you all.