This is an old post edited from the drafts.
Throwback to July, where I took a long walk after dinner at Raffles Place.
Long walks alone, to no particular location with no particular destination in mind, are the best, because they allow me to think, to clear my cluttered head.
I don’t have to think about where I’m going, what time am I reaching home, what pace am I going, or how am I going to get home.
I just walk and walk and plug in some music and think.
And it’s just in the aimless walking that we find some answers, that we soothe our distressed souls.
Ironic, don’t you think?
Looking at the street lights, at the cars passing by.

Spent the afternoon drinking tea at the cake shop and reflecting on the final pages of this wondrous book. Thanks Karleng for lending it to me!!

“Everyone knows they’re going to die,” he said again, “but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently.” Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live. 
—Tuesdays with Morrie

People come and go.
Life is full of goodbyes.

We are too involved in materialistic things, they don’t satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted. The world is so huge out there, there are people suffering, stillborn births, people dying from cancer, ALS, all sorts of disasters, children stuck in poverty cycles…

How can what I’m experiencing ever compare to the glory of nature and this world?

Tuesdays with Morrie is a great book about death and dying, a dying man’s perspective on the world yet it is the most accurately anyone has ever seen this world. So many insights that should have been acquired, yet healthy and strong human beings can get so caught up in things of this world that aren’t of any ultimate importance.