Smell the change in the air.....

I just got back from my best friend's birthday party.... It was loads of fun. I don't think I had danced this much since.... 2004?

We all stopped for a cup of coffee just before heading home. It was a precautionary step seeing that the police are very vigilant these days about drink driving. I applaud their efforts. It is important and almost necessary to ensure no one gets behind a killing machine drunk or incapacitated.

Just before we got into our cars, we could hear thunder rolling in the distance. A storm was on its way. As I drove home, Edith Piaf's "La Vie En Rose" was playing on the radio, and together with the bellowing gusts of winds howling against my windscreen, and the lovely lightning display accompanied by its majestic thunder, I felt so alive. I got out of the car, and let the rain pelt down on me... Those large rain drops that unceasingly pattered on my body. I breathed in the fresh scent of the new morning dew. I was most reluctant to get back into my car. I walked about 500 meters into the distance, almost wishing that I could just walk forever. It was so fresh, so new. This was a bit of Singapore I am experiencing for the first time.

For the first time I feel almost like I once did in London. I am waiting for some thing to wash my old life away so that I can start afresh. I want to look forward and hope for some thing new... Some thing unexpected... I hope and I can almost feel it... That change in the air, the smell of some thing new.