Are all gone...

This is a picture taken at Tuas South, where all the heavy industries are located at. This pic somehow explains how i feel abt my working life. In the midst of the busy and hectic life as depicted by the factories/industries, I yearn to reach out for the peaceful sea and sky.

I was chatting with a friend on msn and felt pretty down after the conversation. I decided to head down to ECP despite the fact that its already near 10pm. I didn know whether I wanna jog or skate. I jus know I wanna escape.

As i relaxingly cruise down the peaceful and quiet tracks by the east coast beach, the breeze softly brush against my face as if with extreme gentle care. Breathing in the invigorating air gave me a refreshing mind for some self reflections. And I sadly realised tat there's still something that I thought i have already let go, but i didnt. No doubt the impact has been reduced significantly as the time passes, but the wound inflicted does not get to heal completely. It reminds me of my own 'cut' intestines, which suffers exactly the same fate - the wound remains sticky till today even though the operation was done 8 yrs ago.

Along the way, I skated past many BBQ pits. There were pits that were full of life and vibrance by grps of youngsters, happily playing games and filling up the environment with their claps and laughters. There were also pits that were left with nobody except for left over foods, used cups and plates + bags of rubbish. These BBQ pits were in complete contrasting state. It gives a v good reflection on our life. What awaits after all the fun were heaps of rubbish to be cleared up.

We have joy, we have fun, we have seasons in the sun .. but the moon, and the star, like the seasons are all gone.....