Revived

It was more than a drizzle, I can't say it didn't dampen my mood. I hopped off the bus, made a few skips into the familiar building. I didn't manage to shield myself from the bad weather, but there was a good start. I walked past the security whom I smiled at, I remember I used to do that, it was still the same old man. He spoke, not questioning of my visit, but he recognized me. I was working in this building for 2 years, that was last June when I left. It actually felt very welcoming for someone to ask about me.

I pressed the button "6", looked at my reflection in the mirror, and for a moment I wondered about my timing of this surprising visit. Slightly past 5pm, I walked in to the reception. Surprisingly, the girls were the same and they knew me instantly. Spending a few minutes with them, this man emerged behind the wall, about to head to the restroom when he stopped by me. He was my ex-boss (ya, the idol I used to be bragging about), he was as usual, serious and charming.

It was an hour of catching up with many people I used to work with, some whom I disliked too. A few are tying knots, a few have since left, the company now contains the "essential" few but today it is so much quieter than it was. I'm not sure what was the right word to describe, these guys have been the encouraging lot that has always motivated me about my travels. They are curious and supportive, and talking to them seem to have retrieved back my lost confidence, and reassured my decision about returning.

About my parents, this time I've announced my decision, not just once but twice, thrice... They did not seem to understand, nor expect this decision. I tried to make them see that this is the kind of opportunity I will not get again if I missed it; I promise to return by winter or earlier. I hope at some point, they know life is not just about Singapore, living at home and money.

I want to be a global citizen :))