Rues of Roo

Sometimes life presents itself with simple solutions. Simple things that one often overlooks. Sometimes it’s the most obvious thing in the world that is the answer.

Tonight, I actually said ‘Singapore is my happy place’. It was in jest. Sort of. But meeting some friends who i haven’t seen since May, they commented that, well, things are better, at least that was the impression i was giving. And admittedly yes, everything seems…clearer. Not so gaussian blurred.

The impression of obscurity, the idea of isolation, the image of restriction. It’s impossible, they say, there is a limitation, physically, but otherwise, there there is something beyond that opens up.

There are people, doors, windows. Skies that are blue beyond the torrential rain.

There are post-it notes in my fluorescently lit office that say happy things. They are actually alright if you think about it.

Think about it.

There is gratitude. There is understanding. There are coincidences. There are apologies that are accepted, and there are smiles to be exchanged. There are lifts to step into, and there are those you can stand next to. Proudly.