it's the time of the year where all the people studying overseas are back for summer... and this time i'm not one of them. i'm not a fringe person who 'pops by' for caregroup and hangs with 'london friends' or 'old friends'... neither am i an integral part of the church caregroup, simply because our leader got transferred and we're temporarily merging with the other overseas caregroup.
supper tonight was interesting. i was the only girl at the table... and i felt... for the lack of a better word... old. we were talking about travelling and high school pranks and graduation and crazy things that happen overseas, and it was fun... but i had just spent my morning listening to a talk about financial planning, my afternoon trying to type out reflections and work for mom... and all that kind of stuff just feels like a distant memory - which is true cos it's been a year. still. the longing to get away from singapore and the regret that i can't stay in london came back in a flash.
maybe it's cos i didn't know the other guys that well, but the conversation felt young, unchallenged... ready to take on the world... untainted(?) and reminded me of being carefree and kuku and happy... which i really wasn't cos i found i couldn't bring my guard down as much with the new friends. i guess it's time to move up? it's rather evident that i don't belong anymore (i am tempted to say 'anywhere anymore' but i know that's not true)
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